The Only Past Which Endures Lies Wordlessly

To Suspect Your Own Mortality Is To Know The Beginning Of Terror, To Learn Irrefutably That You Are Mortal Is To Know The End Of Terror.

Power Attracts The Corruptible. Suspect Any Who Seek It.

If You Live In Bad Faith, Lies Will Appear To You Like The Truth.

Give Me The Judgment Of Balanced Minds In Preference To Laws Every Time. Codes And Manuals Create Patterned Behavior. All Patterned Behavior Tends To Go Unquestioned, Gathering Destructive Momentum.

The Flesh Surrenders Itself. Eternity Takes Back Its Own. Our Bodies Stirred These Waters Briefly, Danced With A Certain Intoxication Before The Love Of Life And Self, Dealt With A Few Strange Ideas, Then Submitted To The Instruments Of Time. What Can We Say Of This? I Occurred. I Am Not...yet, I Occurred.