Hate: Return To Sender; Address Unknown.

The Body Knows No Pain, Not Like The Soul. At Least A Nerve Has Limits, A Body Part A Name. But The Soul... The Soul... There Is No Bandage - Even Crying Is In Vain.

If Form Follows Function, As We Know It Does In This Universe, Then Consciousness Will Adapt To Whatever Form It Requires In Order To Function. Hopefully, It Will Also Develop Its Fundamental Function; What That Is May Be Debatable Within Many Schools Of Thought, But It Is Indisputable That Evolved Thinking Recognizes The Universality Of Life.

Your Heart Is The Beacon, Your Heart Is The Storm. Dare To Embrace It; You'll Never Be Torn.

The Height Of Mediocrity Is Still Low.

We Are The Ancestors Of Those Gardening The Universe.