Passionate Grave Thought, Belief Enhanced, Ritual Returned

When The Shingles Hissed In The Rain Incendiary, Other Values Were Revealed To Us

The Stallion And His Mare, Unbridled, With Arrow-pattern, Are Worked On. The Blue Cloth Before The Door Of Religion And Inspiration.

Dead Men Would Start And Move Toward Me To Learn Of Love.

No Poetic Phantasy But A Biological Reality, A Fact: I Am An Entity Like Bird, Insect, Plant Or Sea-plant Cell; I Live; I Am Alive.

There Must Be Real Gods See, The Painted Gods How Fair!