Let Us Leave Theories There And Return

I Care Not If I Live But A Day And A Night, So Long As My Deeds Live After Me.

Thanks Be To God We Lived So Long And Did So Much Good.

In The Name Of Annah The Allmaziful, The Everliving, The Bringer Of Plurabilities, Haloed Be Her Eve, Her Singtime Sung, Her Rill Be Run, Unhemmed As It Is Uneven!

My Heart Is Quite Calm Now. I Will Go Back.

Broken Heart. A Pump After All, Pumping Thousands Of Gallons Of Blood Every Day. One Fine Day It Gets Bunged Up And There You Are... Old Rusty Pumps: Damn The Thing Else. The Resurrection And The Life. Once You Are Dead You Are Dead.