What Has Reason To Do With The

The Old And New Testaments Are The Great Code Of Art.

As We Are, So We See.

When The Sun Rises, Do You Not See A Round Disc Of Fire Somewhat Like A Guinea? O No, No, I See An Innumerable Company Of The Heavenly Host Crying Holy, Holy, Holy Is The Lord God Almighty.

Struggling In My Father's Hands, Striving Against My Swaddling Bands, Bound And Weary, I Thought Best To Sulk Upon My Mother's Breast.

Father, O Father! What Do We Here In This Land Of Unbelief And Fear?