Chaos Needs No Allies, For

What Matter The Colour Of The Collar Around A Man's Neck, If The Chains Linked To Them Were Identical?

Gods, I Wish The World Was Full Of Passive Women.he Thougt For A Moment Longer, Then Scowled. On Second Thoughts, What A Nightmare That'd Be. It's The Job Of A Man To Fan The Spark Into Flames, Not Quench It.

I Hear Seven Cities Natives Grow Fruit Just So They Can Eat The Larvae In Them.

The Stars, They Are As The Sun. Each Star. Every Star. And Those Spheres- They Are Worlds, Realms, Each One Different Yet The Same.

Show Me A God That Does Not Demand Mortal Suffering. Show Me A God That Celebrates Diversity, A Celebration That Embraces Even Non-believers, And Is Not Threatened By Them. Show Me A God That Understands The Meaning Of Peace. In Life, Not In Death.