They Say Ignorance Is Bliss.... They're Wrong

From The True Antagonist Illimitable Courage Is Transmitted To You. To What Indifference People May Come, To What Profound Conviction Of Having Lost The Right Track Forever.

The State We Find Ourselves In Is Sinful Quite Independent Of Guilt.

People Who Walk Across Dark Bridges, Past Saints, With Dim, Small Lights. Clouds Which Move Across Gray Skies Past Churches With Towers Darkened In The Dusk. One Who Leans Against Granite Railing Gazing Into The Evening Waters, His Hands Resting On Old Stones.

Association With Human Beings Lures One Into Self-observation.

Every Revolution Evaporates And Leaves Behind Only The Slime Of A New Bureaucracy.