There Is No Road, The Road Is

Hell Is The Bloodcurdling Mansion Of Time, In Whose Profoundest Circle Satan Himself Waits, Winding A Gargantuan Watch In His Hand.

Man's Passion For Truth Is Such That He Will Welcome The Bitterest Of All Postulates So Long As It Strikes Him As True.

Xxix Traveler, There Is No Path. The Path Is Made By Walking. Traveller, The Path Is Your Tracks And Nothing More. Traveller, There Is No Path The Path Is Made By Walking. By Walking You Make A Path And Turning, You Look Back At A Way You Will Never Tread Again Traveller, There Is No Road Only Wakes In The Sea.

Only A Fool Thinks Price And Value Are The Same.

There Is No Way; We Make The Road By Walking It.