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Reality Is That Which, When You Stop Believing In It, Doesn't Go Away.

Life Is Short, He Thought. Art, Or Something Not Life, Is Long, Stretching Out Endless, Like [a] Concrete Worm. Flat, White, Unsmoothed By Any Passage Over Or Across It.

If I'd Known It Was Harmless, I'd Have Killed It Myself!

God Can Be Good And Terrible-not In Succession-but At The Same Time. This Is Why We Seek A Mediator Between Us And Him; We Approach Him Through The Mediating Priest And Attenuate And Enclose Him Through The Sacraments. It Is For Our Own Safety: To Trap Him Within Confines Which Render Him Safe.

…we All Lie To Ourselves; We Tell Our Own Selves More Lies Than We Ever Do Other People.