“Men are each wound on Christ’s form, and each droplet is the renewing of any heart having bled enough to either love or commit a murder; in both forgiveness and committed atrocity, that is what Christ reveals. The pain it requires to love and the…
“Would a scientist be ever able to comprehend a reality so grand as love, when love cannot ever be made useful, as the machine continually tinkered and toyed? Reproduction works in the same fashion as the factory. And our problem of overpopulation has no doubt…
We had loved, without glimpses, to our present,Allowing its gift, to surge, through our hearts,We had called upon, love to swell,Dancing on shores, where waters collected. I do love thee, with all the flames, of my heart,I love thy beauty, with all the light, that…
