My Task Is To Make You Hear,

The Mind Of Man Is Capable Of Anything--because Everything Is In It, All The Past As Well As All The Future. What Was There After All? Joy, Fear, Sorrow, Devotion, Valor, Rage--who Can Tell?--but Truth--truth Stripped Of Its Cloak Of Time.

She Feared The Unknown As We All Do, And Her Ignorance Made The Unknown Infinitely Vast.

Violence Is Not A Catalyst But A Diversion.

He Hated All This, And Somehow He Couldn't Get Away.

You Can't Breathe Dead Hippo Waking, Sleeping, And Eating, And At The Same Time Keep Your Precarious Grip On Existence.