The Art Of Illusion Is

Ah, Fist, It’s The Curse Of History That Those Who Should Read Them, Never Do.

Name None Of The Fallen, For They Stand In Our Place, And Stand There Still In Each Moment Of Our Lives. Let My Death Hold No Glory, And Let Me Die Forgotten And Unknown. Let It Not Be Said That I Was One Among The Dead To Accuse The Living.

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.

Soldiers Are Issued Armour For Their Flesh And Bones, But They Must Fashion Their Own For Their Souls. Piece By Piece.

Children Are Dying." Lull Nodded. "that's A Succinct Summary Of Humankind, I'd Say. Who Needs Tomes And Volumes Of History? Children Are Dying. The Injustices Of The World Hide In Those Three Words.