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Your life is a big muddy field. The heavens and all therein are a
tractor. The DESTINY-TRACTOR sometimes ploughs, sometimes reaps,
sometimes sows, sometimes protects, rips up, replenishes,
whatever. And what do YOU do to the tractor? What CAN you do?
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Slow it down? Make its HUGE TYRES muddy? Just be thankful once in
a while you're getting ploughed at all, just be grateful you live
in a temperate climate; there'll be sun and water in your life at
least.
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