Medusa woven, adder-bound, conspired with Death to slay the dream of innocence, still unbound, a stolen breath a startled scream, frozen hope had need of cold bright steel, and fewer wings,
A forest of swords within the arena stood ready, waiting, just like the sky, but unenlightened altruism was in a rush to die.
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A scientist/philosopher explores the mysteries of existence in a highly personal quest for answers to life's ultimate questions, forging a bridge between sterile science and spiritual values -- a scholarly work for all who seek wisdom, truth, true fr
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love the visual imagery in this one..
Peggy