Dust To Dust, Ashes To Ashes. Halleluiah

Evil Was Predictable, Always Painfully Expected.

When You Step Away From It All, You Lose Perspective.

Anything Unnatural Was Not Naturally Believed. Faith, In Essence, Was Unnatural.

Whenever You Write On A Subject That Questions The Status Quo, There Are Bound To Be Many Who Wrestle With The Issues

She Suddenly Began To Jump Up And Down, Screaming At The Top Of Her Lungs. "the Arks Are After Me! The Arks Are After Me! Help Me, The Arks Are After Me!" .... "the Arks! You Don't Understand, I Have The Ring And The Arks Are After Me!" .... (and So The Police Officer Is Puzzled Long Enough For Miriam And Seth To Escape)