Nature Often Seems Like An Idea That

With Every Physical Pain, My Moral Fibre Unravels A Little.

The Truths I Shun Follow Me, Mumbling.

An Omnipotent God Is The Only Being With No Reason To Lie.

If Modesty Disappeared, So Would Exhibitionism.

Once I Find The Right Maxim To Apply, I Feel That I Have Done All That Can Be Expected Of Me.