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Sometimes I wonder if I am the father of Leibowitz. If my son is destined, to be the last. A mistaken saint, before a thousand years of relearning lessons from the past. Sometimes I wonder if there was anything I might have done to prevent, the Flame Deluge. Maybe becoming a true saint, by loving more and caring for the feeble Pope’s children next door?
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 10:32 AM UTC
Saint Leibowitz
Sometimes I wonder if I am the father of Leibowitz. If my son is destined, to be the last. A mistaken saint, before a thousand years of relearning lessons from the past. Sometimes I wonder if there was anything I might have done to prevent, the Flame Deluge. Maybe becoming a true saint, by loving more and caring for the feeble Pope’s children next door?
references are to Walter Miller Jr.'s dystopian novel, "A Canticle for Leibowitz".
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