Phil Was Mumbling That Reuben Might Become

Truth Is A Risky Proposition. It's The Nature Of Mediocre Human Beings To Believe That Lies Are Necessary, That They Serve A Purpose, That Truth Is Subversive, That Candor Is Dangerous, That The Very Scaffold Of Communal Life Is Supported By Lies.

It's So Easy To Wish For Death When Nothing's Wrong With You! It's So Easy To Fall In Love With Death, And I've Been All My Life, And Seen It's Most Faithful Worshippers Crumble In The End, Screaming Just To Live, As If All The Dark Veils And The Lillies And The Smell Of Candles, And Grandiose Promises Of The Grave Meant Nothing. I Knew That. But I Always Wished I Was Dead. It Was A Way To Go On Living

Hell's Bells Ringing, My Secret Music.

I Believe In The Biblical Documents Supporting Jesus. But I Have No Illusions About Them. I Think They Contain Many Flaws, Scribal Errors, And So Forth And They Are Only Partial Or Fragmentary.

What Is Fear After All? It Is Indecision. You Seek Some Way To Resist, Escape. There Is None.