harry capstan

the unevolved are burdened by inherited defects and the delusions of the unenlightened mind

only one faith expresses the essential truth which transcends all others

she shelters us from the acid rain of invective and vilification

silence can be more eloquent than words; even creatures without a voice can demonstrate their devotion

no fruit will be forbidden to the followers of Yuinyan

I stood on the streets of the sacred city, acknowledged by the shadows, caressed by the gentle breeze

those who spurn the Way of Nature may escape immediate retribution, but will inevitably submit to divine judgement

inspired by Yuinyan, the countryside demonstrates its versatile splendour

she delights in new sensations

many organisms face extinction as the Earth's magnetic field prepares to reverse its polarity

physicists aspire to spend their lives removing infinities from quantum field theories

scientists struggle to grasp the whole of infinity within the narrow confines of their intellect

the pontifications of the unevolved capture the listener's rapt attention

Followers reject manipulation by the clergy. The pen that writes our life story must be held in our own hand.

the first flash of thermal radiation is followed by the vaporizing of flesh

scientists claim that the major achievement of the twentieth century was their development of nuclear fission and fusion

she is the resurrection and the life; those who believe in her, though she were dead, yet shall she live, and whosoever lives and believes in her shall never die

she has many titles, none of which do her justice the Princess of the Azure Clouds is not represented by taoist practitioners

those who believe in the divine Yuinyan have eternal life

though the waste of human material is regrettable, the unevolved who enter into covenants to oppose the glory of Yuinyan will be struck down by the forces of Nature

humans use technology to combat the threat from encroaching plant life

the Goddess of the Harvest provides us with access to fertile fields

her blazing golden sphere crosses the arc of the sky

a village can appear to be a prison in the minds of those with no faith

the elements manifest themselves in accordance with her wishes