No matter how far-fetched, I have learned to build on the premises of that which is presented in order to develop an ever-ceaseless possibility.
In man, loss is an ever theme, for he is a void of perpetual acquisition.
When the essence of self-worth is compromised, some men will vehemently rally around a quenchable token of ideals in an effort to suitably satisfy their mentally parched state.
As the night complements the day and the seasons represent the continuity of enhanced change, man must be forever mindful that the reciprocal nature of effect is justly bound to a determined cause.
That which exists higher than the is would be the sentient reality of understanding that nothing does, for within the imaginary void of nothingness, there comprises the complete potential for existential expression.
Within the universal laws consisting of mentalism, exposure, correspondence, polarity, vibration, rhythm, gender, and causation some men have learned to deviously tamper with each destined feature in order to devastatingly retard the natural development of mans existential reality.
