Mockery Be Damned, My Urine Looked Delicious.

I Can Only Tell My Story, What You Believe Is Up To You.

The Individual Soul Touches Upon The World Soul Like A Well Reaches For The Water Table. That Which Sustains The Universe Beyond Thought And Language, And That Which Is At The Core Of Us And Struggles For Expression, Is The Same Thing. The Finite Within The Infinite, The Infinite Within The Finite.

How True Is That Necessity Is The Mother Of Invention, How Very True.

Christianity Is A Religion In A Rush. Look At The World Created In Seven Says. Even On A Symbolic Lovel, That's Creation In Frenzy.

What A Terrible Thing It Is To Botch A Farewell.