But Sad As Angels For

Your Belief Systems Limit Your Reality To A Sub-set Of The Solution Space That Does Not Contain The Answer.

An Original Something, Dear Maid, You Would Wish Me To Write; But How Shall I Begin? For I'm Sure I Have Not Original In Me, Excepting Original Sin.

The Prophet's Mantle, Ere His Flight Began, Dropt On The World--a Sacred Gift To Man.

Ye Are Brothers! Ye Are Men! And We Conquer But To Save.

The Meteor Flag Of England Shall Yet Terrific Burn, Till Danger's Troubled Night Depart, And The Star Of Peace Return.