I See Black Light (his Last Words)

Good Actions Are The Invisible Hinges On The Doors Of Heaven.

Logic Ignores The Almost, Just As The Sun Ignores The Candle.

At A Certain Depth Of Distress, The Poor, In Their Stupor, Groan No Longer Over Evil, And Are No Longer Thankful For Good.

Those Who Always Pray Are Necessary To Those Who Never Pray.

When, Like An Emir Of Tyrannic Power, Sirius Appears, And On The Horizon Black Bids Countless Stars Pursue Their Mighty Track.