Ordeals of blasphemy, Ignited to provoke Delirious among believers, Practitioners and feigners. But breathe thee the eye That surpass...

T’was a drop that plunged the ground, Scars it pressed ‘pon a morbid time. Bore it a vicious string to eye a tail paint, A wound of...

Breathe. Think. Judge. Plan. Prepare. The eras don’t matter. The Powers can’t change The course it is destined for. Even He could not...