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Is there anything as exhilarating as a truly potent man? That primordial force of nature who shakes the heavens with the announcement of his arrival? That beast? That original sin? Is there anything that moves us in such a primitive, and provocative way? Is there anything that compels us like that antediluvian spell, that holds us all bound, captive to his elemental knell? A man electrified by things bigger than most can comprehend, a man not destined to survive, but to thrive as power wrought flesh, and bone. A man who burns white-hot and liquid-fast just before the moan, who silently streaks across the sky, all fire and flame? A man designed to win the game? A man born to attend the evils of this age? A man born to cast justice as more than just rage? A man willing to die - to free us all from this medieval cage? Is there anything so supernatural as such an essential man as that? Who bows to no one, yet lifts everyone every time he's up to bat? A man determined to own the world not through domination but through grace? A man determined to free of us all from this programmed race? Such a man is truly rare, for only God can make such a man. Only God has the wingspan. Exe
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