Sexual Self-restraint Was Only A

But Only A Brief Moment Is Granted To The Brave One Breath Or Two, Whose Wage Is The Long Nights Of The Grave.

When Truth Has No Burning, Then It Is Philosophy, When It Gets Burning From The Heart, It Becomes Poetry.

Let This Be Our Beautiful Departure From Stagnation; Let Our Minds Come Alive; Enter Another Dimension; Go Beyond The Stars Eagerly Struggling To Find That... Which Our Naked Eyes Did Not Know Existed; Rise Like A Falcon Born To Soar And Not Be Alone But Be Present Amongst Others.

Though The Terror Of The Sea Gives To None Security, In The Secret Of The Shell. Self Preserving We May Dwell.

A Wrong Concept Misleads The Understanding; A Wrong Deed Degrades The Whole Man, And May Eventually Demolish The Structure Of The Human Ego.