Atheism Is A Religion Itself Complete With

Poetry Is A Subset Of A Cosmos, Which In Itself, Is A Poem.

What Appears To Us Solid Is Ultimately Both A Particle And A Wavelength, And On That Realm Everything Behaves As Both A Particle And A Wave.

Remembrance Of Our Kiss Brings Not Your Lips Nor Mine To Mind. The Flesh Can Only Envy Consumption So Divine.

Language Achieves Soul Only When It's Applied As A Tool, Used By Those Who Imbue It With What They Have Had The Courage And Honesty To Perceive And Feel.

Human Forms Are Perpetuated Through Sex, And Sex Also Perpetuates Human Consciousness.