The true test of anyone's worth as a living creature is how much he can utilize what he has.

Whatever alleged 'truth' is proven by results to be but an empty fiction, let it be unceremoniously flung into the outer darkness, among the dead gods, dead empires, dead philosophies, and other useless lumber and wreckage!

The true test of anyone's worth as a living creature is how much he can utilize what he has.

Most of the interesting people I've ever met have been deviant in one form or another.

To the Maker the archetype, the self-sustainer, human interaction is usually a waste of the most precious thing in his vital existance: time.

The devils of past religions have always, at least in part, had animal characteristics, evidence of man's constant need to deny that he too is an animal, for to do so would serve a mighty blow to his impoverished ego.

I visualize the day that tridents and pentagrams are thrust into the sky from church roofs instead of crosses.