Genius Accepts Genius Unconditionally

…our Sunsets Have Been Reduced To Wavelengths And Frequencies. The Complexities Of The Universe Have Been Shredded Into Mathematical Equations. Even Our Self-worth As Human Beings Has Been Destroyed.

So Long As They Speak Your Name, You Shall Never Die.

The Last Supper Is Supposed To Be Thirteen Men. Who Is This Woman? "everyone Misses It, Our Preconceived Notions Of This Scene Are So Powerful That Our Mind Blocks Out The Incongruity And Overrides Our Eyes.

She Cried For The Life She Could Not Control. She Cried For The Mentor Who Had Died Before Her Eyes. She Cried For The Profound Loneliness That Filled Her Heart. But, Above All, She Cried For The Future ... Which Suddenly Felt So Uncertain.

Relax," Langdon Whispered. "do Your Piranha Thing.