Dostoevsky and Tolstoy---
I had been elucidated too---
Never met.

Before I knew this,
I thought their meeting fated,
Yet after I knew it,
It became clear
It was the poetry of history.

Two witnesses, of equal skill,
Speak... never having met
To cross their antlers
And thereby destroy their works.

Providence moves with such a hand
Through history, to cause such 
Fascinating little miracles.
For unimpeded by the other
Each made their witness of Mother Russia
In her soon collapse.

Yet, also, each man had died
Like the merciful men in scripture
Before God's wrath ever came nigh them.

I listen to you, and you say joy is shallow.
I have a completely different outlook on that.
Sadness is so easy in this world---
Melancholy might elevate high feelings of exultation,
But joy is not shallow.
You say, "Hank Williams Sr."
Well, I say, "Jimmy Durante."
Jimmy sings with joy
And every word he sings is deeper
Than the deepest well.
I like Johnny Cash and Hank Williams;---
But, I like Elvis Presley and The Four Seasons.
For, Motown is an expression of joy
Which to have true joy is more brave
Than a profound sadness.

The first and most blatant reason,
Is that it is dirty. Butts and mouths are not
Orifices  for sex organs.
And all the other ways
Seem to be artificial
Or not so satisfying.

It is also a non reciprocal way
Of having sex. There is always
One receiving pleasure
And another not.
Meaning it can never be equally satisfying.

It is self centered.
Homoeroticism is a sign of narcissism.
It develops in the minds of those
Who are selfish. To desire one's
Homogenous sex, means one
Has a desire for their own form
And not the opposite form.
Meaning, their libido is turned inward
And when this happens it is classic narcissism.
You can tell by the voice acting men use
That they are being narcissistic;
And the women make themselves look like men.

It skews the Logos.
People who are homosexual
Cannot---I've never met one---
Know right from wrong on any
Basic level. Therefore, it creates 
A slippery slope where it slides
Into worse and worse behaviors.
Such as right now, with Pedophilia
Being attempted to be normalized
And men competing in women's sports.
People who are homosexual
And those who accept them
Cannot know what is good or right
In order to distinguish it from evil.

It also creates a strain on the supply
Of healthy sexual partners.
Those who are homosexual eat up
The surplus of mates, and therefore
Create scarcity for spouses within the culture.
This, in turn, spreads frustration
And increases the occurrence of Involuntary Celibacy.
Because spouses are harder to come by
When three out of every fifty people
Are cut from the gene pool.

And finally, it does not create life.
It, being purely hedonistic,
Encourages others to view sex
As a toy, and not a serious bodily function
Which can create a human life.
Thereby, Homosexuality leads
To an attitude about sex that it can be
Merely about pleasure.
And thereby, it causes those
Within the culture to view sex
Hedonistically. And thereby
It leads to unwanted babies,
And therefore abortions,
And therefore unloved children,
And therefore it destroys
The culture's fidelity.
As, when a culture's view on sex
Is skewed, it cannot be happy.

It is true that God has a positive effect on Society.
Yet, for those whose gospel it is to fix society
They are among the world's worst offenders.
God cares very little about society and our impact on it.
Rather, if society were to be ill, and falling apart
Even because of the Gospel being preached,
And the Gospel produced tyranny---
Like it has numerous times in the past---
Then we ought still cling to it
Not for the society's soul,
But for our own.

The Earth groaned
Spitting forth its ash;
For a year was the sun darkened
And Julian's plague crept forth
Upon Earth and all her inhabitants.
Empires did crumble,
Mists covered the earth,
The winter lingered all year;
Camlan would lose Arthur his life,
For Krakatau angrily belched forth his fury.

Exactly a decade later
Had a man been born
Whose accursed son
Would force myriads
To bow in recitation
To that Idol Sin.

Your friend Robert Southey,
More intelligent,
A memory like an elephant's,
Wrote copious works of fiction
Laden with facts and history.
Yet, you, in your simplistic genius,
Had creative mind.
Less intelligent than Robert,
You multitudinously put
Your things together and created art. 

"I have not sinned."
Prideful, Vain, Idolatrous.
"Yet I have not hurt anyone."
Selfish, at Enmity with God, Deceitful.
"God forgives, and evil does not exist."
Unmerciful, Backbiter, Hater of Good.
"I meditate and form my own wisdome."
Idle Worship, Self Seeking, Boastful of Thy Sin.
"Christ did not die, save for His own sin."
Liar, Slanderer, Disobedient to Thy Parents.
"I am energy, therefore a part of God."
Adulterer, Blasphemer, Thief.

For all of this, thou art guilty
Of eternal perdition
And shalt be cast
Into the lake of
Fire. 

A fly in the spring,
Is a colonist,
Is strong, sleek,
Nimble...
It must survive, to breed.

A fly in the summer
Lives in a Golden Age.
They are fat, strong,
And diverse.
It lives, without fear of starvation.

A fly in the fall
Lives in its decadence...
All the fruits are consumed,
It forgets how to forage
And is sluggish.
It dies, while the strongest survive to reseed the next generation.