If the world,

     Began with a thing... Surely it was an impressive spawn of Our Father outside of Time's linear appearance sworn diligence oath's reunion with power, Consciousness lingering in the forgetful void, Where all is obsidian no sheep's white pretend wool black for opaque is but a blotch of grey thoughts staining the jet caption of onyx smeared across His sedated conscience!

     Vast polar cosmos sleeping beyond our moments in the forever expanse outlined by the circular algorithm logic of every side of faith's greatest treasures and all their protests upon our sandcastle eternally peace extinction threatened universe, Because to some... Lives dedicated to a debate is more important than the unending Mother Dying Battle Earth Field's nearly all attention diverted unto loss of universal never yet found equality.

In earnest anticipation of,