What can bombs know of the illuminated fields so golden with heaven in your heart’s sacred lands?

Between death and hell a bridge shining silver wings offers his soul hope.

In my head this cruel unspeakable truth: that we battled and we cursed and we spilled each other’s blood, we relished our taste of hell and strangled heaven’s love.

Violence is not a respecter of persons and, just like everyone has human rights, every human can have their rights infringed upon. Every human has a right to be respected.

Innate human tendencies were meant to help us survive the wilderness, not make investment decisions.

History is a hermaphrodite with many distinguished lovers. We are neither mysteries nor strangers but the living breath of revelation made flesh by the unrestrained desires of a free and universal love. Universal me. Universal you.”
--from Past Present and Future are One