We Think We’re In The Present, But

This World Belongs To The Strong, My Friend! The Ritual Of Our Existence Is Based On The Strong Getting Stronger By Devouring The Weak. We Must Face Up To This. No More Than Right That It Should Be This Way. We Must Learn To Accept It As A Law Of The Natural World. The Rabbits Accept Their Role In The Ritual And Recognize The Wolf As The Strong. In Defense, The Rabbit Becomes Sly And Frightened And Elusive And He Digs Holes And Hides When The Wolf Is About. And He Endures, He Goes On. He Knows His Place. He Most Certainly Doesn't Challenge The Wolf To Combat. Now, Would That Be Wise? Would It?

When We First Broke Into That Forbidden Box In The Other Dimension, We Knew We Had Discovered Something As Surprising And Powerful As The New World When Columbus Came Stumbling Onto It.

But, Gee," The Other Nurse Says, "what On Earth Would Make A Man Want To Do Something Like Disrupt The Ward For, Miss Ratched? What Possible Motive...?""you Seem To Forget, Miss Flinn, That This Is An Institution For The Insane.

The '60s Aren't Over; They Won't Be Over Until The Fat Lady Gets High.

The Answer Is Never The Answer. What's Really Interesting Is The Mystery.