Dreams Haunted The Riverworld.

Sawbeaked Epitome Of Bodiless Idea, Tossed By Gusts Of Ether, Dive Through Abstract Mists And Raid The Sea Of Fact Eat Rich Strange Fish, Grow Long Bright Feathers, Press Form's Flesh Around Thought's Rib, And So Derive From The Act Of Beauty, Beauty Of The Act.

As Science Pushes Forward, Ignorance And Superstition Gallop Around The Flanks And Bite Science In The Rear With Big Dark Teeth.

Tomorrow Changes The Face Of Reality.

It Was A Shameful Thing That She Had Nothing Of Which To Be Ashamed.

Burton Sighed, Laughed Loudly, And Said, "plus ça Change, Plus C'est La Même Chose." Another Fairy Tale To Give Men Hope . The Old Religions Have Been Discredited Although Some Refuse To Face Even That Fact So New Ones Must Be Invented.