If I Were Jesus Christ, I Would

Who Then Understands The Reciprocal Flux And Reflux Of The Infinitely Great And The Infinitely Small, The Echoing Of Causes In The Abysses Of Being, And The Avalanches Of Creation?

Do You Hear The People Sing? Singing A Song Of Angry Men

Do Not Let It Be Your Aim To Be Something, But To Be Someone.

The Thirst For The Infinite Proves Infinity.

The Ode Lives Upon The Ideal, The Epic Upon The Grandiose, The Drama Upon The Real.