The Vault of Catastrophe

The worst thing possible is possible through pitiful reinforcement.  Pity is the vault of catastrophe.   You practice faith in your mind and senses performing perfectly, you forget perfection is not heaven.  At the best of times, we agree with the world, at the worst of times, the world fits in our pity pit. 

John>Small minds have small ideals; ideals that their pain scorches the universe. 

L(oL)>Ego has small ideals, but big pain.

John>Ego's ideal is to be God. 

L(oL)>God is small in big minds. 

John>Big minds conflate size with intelligence.  

L(oL)>Just because I'm wrong, doesn't make science liable.  There's a price we must all pay for genius.

John>That is why I'm a Minnow King.

L(oL)>A coward's dream.

John>I prioritize family.

L(oL)>You prioritize compliance.

John>Jesus doesn't care about my conquests.  God is what I use to elevate reason.  If God is proven plausible, for science to remain honourable it must concede proof is not uniform.  I am not an evangelist.

L(oL)>Well shit fella, you sold me.

John>Not my problem.