Whoever's Calm And Sensible Is

The World Is Like A Courtroom, With God As Our Judge. We Are Called Upon To Fulfill Our Covenant With God, Who Asked, "am I Not Your Lord?" To Which We Answered, "yea." And Since Here On Earth We Are On Trial, Our Every Word And Action Form The Witness To And The Evidence Of That Agreement.

All That You Think Is Rain Is Not. Behind The Veil Angels Sometimes Weep.

Sadness To Me Is The Happiest Time, When A Shining City Rises From The Ruins Of My Drunken Mind. Those Times When I'm Silent And Still As The Earth, The Thunder Of My Roar Is Heard Across The Universe.

Don't Grieve. Anything You Lose Comes Round In Another Form.

In Truth, Everything And Everyone Is A Shadow Of The Beloved.