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Our God, Who Art Our Winged Self, It Is Thy Will In Us That Willeth. It Is Thy Desire In Us That Desireth. It Is Thy Urge In Us That Would Turn Our Nights, Which Are Thine, Into Days Which Are Thine Also. We Cannot Ask Thee For Aught, For Thou Knowest Our Needs Before They Are Born In Us: Thou Art Our Need; And In Giving Us More Of Thyself Thou Givest Us All.

Verily The Kindness That Gazes Upon Itself In A Mirror Turns To Stone, And A Good Deed That Calls Itself By Tender Names Becomes The Parent To A Curse.

In The Mouth Of Society Are Many Diseased Teeth, Decayed To The Bones Of The Jaws. But Society Makes No Effort To Have Them Extracted And Be Rid Of The Affliction. It Contents Itself With Gold Fillings.

Remember, One Just Man Causes The Devil Greater Affliction Than A Million Blind Believers.

Sayings Remain Meaningless Until They Are Embodied In Habits.