harry capstan

propagandists pollute the minds of innocents, using lies and half-truths without contrition

the centre of our nervous system has twenty billion neurons, each linked to ten thousand synaptic connections, sending signals to recipient cells

Not everyone worships the divine Yuinyan. A species evolves by eliminating undesirable traits and imperfections.

I follow the path to fulfilment, fortified by Yuinyan's unparallelled intensity

those who violate the sanctity of the sacred city can expect just and measured retribution

I anointed my hands in the blessed waters of the divine river

I walked from Koiwa to the outskirts of the sacred city

I bow before Yuinyan, Light of the Universe. Her flame is imperishable, her splendour incomparable.

intellectual prisoners will become a memory rather than a fact of life

if we choose the highway to salvation, Yuinyan will be there to guide us

if we place ourselves in her possession, our unity of purpose will overcome

it is better to be hated for what we are than to be loved for something we are not

Some will worship false gods while the Earth burns. Their hearts are fashioned to receive the spear, and their road assuredly leads to annihilation.

only when the sun devours the Earth will Yuinyan depart

The Gaia Liberation Front states that humans are a hostile species programmed to kill the planet. They advocate involuntary extermination through bioengineering. "Aids, which once offered so much hope, has proved too easy to avoid."

my allegiance is to Yuinyan, not to the inner dictator that seeks to control us

Know your enemy, acknowledge its power. The chromosomes that inhabit our bodies have their own agenda.

she vanquishes the darkness and bathes her temple in light

without Yuinyan we are isolated in the vast emptiness of a cold impersonal universe, our inconsequential lives destined to end in hopelessness and despair

she is the presence of Nature that brings life to the universe

close inspection reveals the anatomical origins of her imitators

we anticipate the eternal spring which will succeed the winter of our existence

technology creates the illusion of achievement whilst obscuring the path to enlightenment

she is a mystery, never to be fully known

though they seek to draw conclusions from experimental data, not everything will be pinned down by the dead hand of logical consistency