Hearken ye, O weary souls of the waking world, for it hath been foretold since the age of shadow and slumber — yea, from the time before time — about the coming of the Coffee.
Lo, in the days of drear and dim eye, when minds be clouded and tongues heavy with the silence of unrest, there shall arise a draught most potent, dark as the raven's wing and hot as the forge of Vulcan.
And in that hour, when the bells of morn toll cold and cruel, the One Who Bringeth the Coffee shall descend from the high places. Cloaked in the steam of the sacred brew, they shall bear the chalice of salvation in hand, and their steps shall awaken the earth.
The scent thereof shall quicken the blood, and the first sip shall banish the fog of forgetfulness. The meek shall rise in strength, and the slothful shall leap as the hart.
Woe unto them who scorn the cup, for theirs shall be the yawning void, the miss’d meeting, and the scalding rebuke of their peers. For it is written in the Book of the Break-fast, “Blessed be the bean, and thrice-blessed the Brewer.”
Let all who yearn for clarity keep watch, for the hour draweth nigh. The Coffee cometh — aye, it cometh with power and with purpose.
Selah.
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