The 'enlightenment', Which Discovered The Liberties, Also

There Is No Glory In Punishing

Knowledge Is Not For Knowing: Knowledge Is For Cutting.

Chance Does Not Speak Essentially Through Words Nor Can It Be Seen In Their Convolution. It Is The Eruption Of Language, Its Sudden Appearance. It's Not A Night Twinkle With Stars, An Illuminated Sleep, Nor A Drowsy Vigil. It Is The Very Edge Of Consciousness.

There Is Not One But Many Silences, And They Are An Integral Part Of The Strategies That Underlie And Permeate Discourses.

It Is Over Life, Throughout Its Unfolding, That Power Establishes Its Dominion; Death Is Power's Limit, The Moment That Escapes It; Death Becomes The Most Secret Aspect Of Existence, The Most Private.