My power exceeds his own, and my will for truth utterly abolishes his feeble doctrine of healing and love.
He was, if you will excuse my modern colloquially, a smart-***. So content with his raw and untested ideas, that a greater knowledge sat in the corner, like an unwanted party guest.
I suppose that this is where the ways of men truly part: if you wish to strive for peace of soul and pleasure, then believe; if you wish to be a devotee of truth, then inquire...
2006-06-30
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