begin but never end. I cry from the Deeps Within. I call from the Great
That Will Be. I, too, am a Voice of Life, and mine it is to complete for
you The Tale of The Uncrowned King."

And this is the part of the Tale that the Voice of the New Day
completed.

Really-Is, the true King of Allthetime, after leaving Wisdom in his
little house beside the road, journeyed slowly and thoughtfully toward
the Royal City Daybyday, along the way that leads to the Golden Gate
Opportunity. And while the pretender, Seemsto-Be, was delighting the
people with great feasts, and amusing them with all manner of festivals,
parades and games, Really-Is, very quietly--so quietly that his brother
did not know--entered the city and took up his abode in a tiny house
under the walls of a deserted temple once sacred to the god
Things-That-Ought-To-Be.

And so it was that when Seemsto-Be went forth from the royal palace to
ride in grand procession, clothed in regal splendors, with the Crown
upon his head, and surrounded by gorgeous soldiers of rank and pompous
officials of state, with the royal trumpeters proclaiming his greatness
and power and the multitude shouting loud expressions of their loyalty,
Really-Is, the King, stood still beside the way, smiling, smiling sadly
at the pretty show.

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And never did Really-Is neglect to make his offering every morning in
the temple sacred to the god Things-That-Ought-To-Be; though in secret
he worshiped there because of the decree of Seemsto-Be. And no one told