If Complexity Doesn't Beat You, Paradox Will.

Meet Me In Cognito, Baby. In Cognito, We'll Have Nothing To Hide.

The Sky Was The Color Of Edgar Allan Poe's Pajamas.

Every Day Is Judgement Day. Always Has Been. Always Will Be.

Summer Had Come To Sit On New York's Face.

Religion Is Nothing But Institutionalized Mysticism. The Catch Is, Mysticism Does Not Lend Itself To Institutionalization. The Moment We Attempt To Organize Mysticism, We Destroy Its Essence. Religion, Then, Is Mysticism In Which The Mystical Has Been Killed. Or, At Least Diminished.