The Almost Dailies Nov 30

Cowards, Enemies and Friends

Big day. Record with Dr. K then back to BJJ class for the first time in six weeks. Feeling recovered, though my lower back continues its slow “NUCCA” trajectory.

I plan to partner with my ten-year-old. After two+ years all my kids are established enough to attend adult classes. Family learning achieved.

This afternoon, I’ll be back at it. But it’s my goal to get this email out first thing. Not all the Almost Dailies will always make it to X. But you will always get them all here, along with super treats, like the early glimpse of a new series I’m doing intentionally for print: Advent Rexit #X is behind the paywall until its official public release.

If you didn’t hear Elon declare his convictions about good and evil this week, it’s rather fascinating to hear the echo of Isaiah’s words coming from this man’s mouth. I am not insinuating anything about his righteousness before God’s throne, nor that he is referencing the prophet. I only continue to be stunned at the mysterious riddle: “from the tongues of babes…”

Until tomorrow is Today,

📐🦋Almost Daily Maxim!

Do you know how to spot a coward? 26:12

📐🦄Almost Daily Red Letters!

To pray for your enemy is to pray for your friend. 5:25

A note on this image: clearly, our Lord’s right hand is either inconsistent in coloring, or he is holding a strange piece of bread. With the freeware AI, such things are what they are. If I am given the opportunity, I will invest in higher quality tools which will enable me to build off these images as the canvas for further production. The possibilities for art and beauty are endless, for the mercy of Jesus Christ reaches to the sky.

📐🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿Almost Daily Vs. the AntiChrist!

These things are evident:

1. Permanent superiority among mortal men is impossible. 15-16i

📐🦋Almost Daily Smarts

The only way to get better at having good insight is to experience the regular practice of searching for it. There is no more apt partner for this than yourself. The power to print is the power change.

📐🧧From the Wyr Eld of Watergeist

CRACK!

Pain exploded through Earth’s body, but that didn’t stop his sword from swatting away the stave away to plunge his sword deep into the Madgyi’s neck. Together, they fell to the ground in a heap.

The world darkened while his chest raged like fire. Was that Macrema? No. Korma. The smell of sulfur. Earth gritted his teeth. He must keep fighting. He must not fail now. 

Not yet.

📐🌊Almost Daily Sun Tzu!

Discipline is the meat of courage. 1:7

📐🏝️Like a Tree, by Streams…