The Man Who Lies Asleep Will Never

Imagination, That Dost So Abstract Us That We Are Not Aware, Not Even When A Thousand Trumpets Sound About Our Ears!

You Can Stay And Die Or You Can Walk Your Ugly Ass Back Through That Gate. It's Your Call, Pal.

In His Will, Our Peace.

Love Can Move The Sun And The Stars.

In Each Fire There Is A Spirit; Each One Is Wrapped In What Is Burning Him.