The Original Sin Is To Limit The

Numbers Are Limits, And Perfection Doesn't Have Limits.

One Must First Learn To Fall If One Would Fly.

I Was A Microscopic Life-form, Infinitely Large, Stumbled Backstage Of Its Playhouse, Caught A Nanosecond Glance Of Its Own Reality And Nearly Vaporized In Shock.

Whatever We Hold In Thought Comes True In Our Experience; Like Attracts Like; We Experiment With The Law Of Changing Appearances, To Make Our Outer World Reflect Our Inner.

Everything Of This Life As A Mortal Is Fiction. It Seems Real, But...