Memento Mori And Obey The Lord. Art

Live And Let Live, Believe And Let Believe. 'twas Said The Lesser Gods Were Only Traits Of The One Awful God. Just So The Saints Are God's White Light Refracted Into Colors.

But What Would Interest You About The Brook, It's Always Cold In Summer, Warm In Winter.

Yet Some Say Love By Being Thrall And Simply Staying Possesses All In Several Beauty That Thought Fares Far To Find Fused In Another Star.

For Dear Me, Why Abandon A Belief Merely Because It Ceases To Be True

No Memory Of Having Starred Atones For Later Disregard, Or Keeps The End From Being Hard.