Yes, but if the towheaded ram doesn't espy the majesty of the dawn, how then are we to conceptualise the disparity between true love and the ersatz love as betwixt the eternally separated offspring of the immortal unknowable infinite and eternity itself? One cannot possibly exist without sure and certain knowledge of the other, therefore they must both necessarily exist even at the expense of themselves. Consequently our mortal endeavours must ultimately fail to seek that which our souls yearn to find; the ultimate truth that subsists within all things that are truly consequential to the infinite mortality of every corporeal entity, thus giving verisimilitude to all logically contingent notions of serendipitous and iconoclastic profundity.
Now prove me wrong.
Now prove me wrong.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'