Doubt Is The Privilege Of Those Who

Somewhere In The Infinite That He Occupies, God Advances And Withdraws The Pawns Of The Other Games He Plays, But It Is Too Soon To Worry About This One, All He Need Do For The Present Is Allow Things To Take Their Natural Course, Apart From The Occasional Adjustment With The Tip Of His Little Finger To Make Sure Some Stray Thought Or Action Does Not Interfere With The Harmony Of Destinies.

Chaos Is Merely Order Waiting To Be Deciphered

As So Often Happens, The Thing Left Undone Tires You Most Of All, You Only Feel Rested When It Has Been Accomplished.

A Human Being Is A Being Who Is Constantly 'under Construction,' But Also, In A Parallel Fashion, Always In A State Of Constant Destruction.

God, The Devil, Good, Evil, It's All In Our Heads, Not In Heaven Or Hell, Which We Also Invented. We Do Not Realize That, Having Invented God, We Immediately Became His Slaves.