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The Past Is No Farther Away Than Your Pillow.

Atrocity Is Recognized As Such By Victim And Predator Alike, By All Who Learn About It At Whatever Remove. Atrocity Has No Excuses, No Mitigating Argument. Atrocity Never Balances Or Rectifies The Past. Atrocity Merely Arms The Future For More Atrocity. It Is Self-perpetuating Upon Itself - A Barbarous Form Of Incest. Whoever Commits Atrocity Also Commits Those Future Atrocities Thus Bred.

Leto Turned A Hard Stare At Kynes. And Kynes, Returning The Stare, Found Himself Troubled By A Fact He Had Observed Here: This Duke Was Concerned More Over The Men Than He Was Over The Spice. He Risked His Own Life, And That Of His Son To Save The Men. He Passed Off The Loss Of A Spice Crawler With A Gesture. The Threat To Men's Lives Had Him In A Rage. A Leader Such As That Would Command Fanatic Loyalty. He Would Be Difficult To Defeat. Against His Own Will And All Previous Judgements, Kynes Admitted To Himself: I Like This Duke.

Words Themselves Were The Ultimate Barrier To Revelation.

The Willow Submits To The Wind And Prospers Until One Day It Is Many Willows - A Wall Against The Wind.