Beliefs are the eyelids of the mind.
The belly is the reason that man does not easily mistake himself for a god.
Before, you are wise; after, you are wise. In between you are otherwise.
A man lusts to become a god... and there is murder. Murder upon murder upon murder. Why is the world of men nothing but murder?
Life moved ever outward into infinite possibilities and yet all things were perfect and finished in every single moment, their end attained.
We walk the brink of racial suicide because we were smart enough to make atomic bombs and stupid enough to use them.