The Island-Fish

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  “O ye passengers, whom may God preserve! come up quickly in to the ship, hasten to embark, and leave your merchandise, and flee with your lives, and save yourselves from destruction; for this apparent island, upon which ye are, is not really an island, but it is a great fish that hath become stationary in the midst of the sea, and the sand hath accumulated upon it, so that it hath become like an island, and trees have grown upon it since times of old; and when ye lighted the fire upon it, the fish felt the heat, and put itself in motion, and now it will descend with you into the sea, and ye will all be drowned: then seek for yourselves escape before destruction, and leave the merchandise.—The passengers, therefore, hearing the words of the master of the ship, hastened to go up into the vessel, leaving the merchandise, and their other goods, and their copper cooking-pots, and their fire-pots; and some reached the ship, and others reached it not. The island had moved, and descended...

Take Back Your Faith From the American Dream

I don't know what book or books you are reading right now and at this point, I really don't care.  Put it down.  Put them all down and pick this one up, open it, read it.  I triple-dog-dare you (that's right, I'm skipping the "triple dare," and am going straight for the throat)!


Buy it.
Borrow it.
Don't steal it (stealing is sin). 
Check it out from the library (and if they don't have it, get it by Inter-library loan). 
Buy a case, give them away. 
Wish-list it. 
Trade for it. 
Have someone read it to you. 
Read it over someone's shoulder (ask, first.  Have some couth).
Read it out loud in Sunday School.
Get it in large print.
Get it in Braille.
Get someone to translate it for you.

It will wreck your life.

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