What Kind Of Liberation Would That Be

He Was Unheeded, Happy, And Near To The Wild Heart Of Life

A Man's Errors Are His Portals Of Discovery.

I Have Left My Book, I Have Left My Room, For I Heard You Singing Through The Gloom.

When A Man Is Born...there Are Nets Flung At It To Hold It Back From Flight. You Talk To Me Of Nationality, Language, Religion. I Shall Try To Fly By Those Nets.

Theologians Consider That It Was The Sin Of Pride, The Sinful Thought Conceived In An Instant: Non Serviam: I Will Not Serve. That Instant Was His [lucifer's] Ruin.