The ornate ocean of purple foam
Flows through the arboreal accolades
Of seaweed forests among the turquoise
Sway of the lumbering ocean currents
Which follow through the periwinkle sky
And the pelicans and petrels fly in their whining
Serenades to the stars in the evening sheen of
Golden sunsets, cascading to the sublime shift of melancholy
Blue and red, to the purple setting sky
Beneath the horizon of musky dirt which
Spans as purple mountains above the sandy beach
Nigh that arboreal forest of seaweed
Which in the now darkening night fades
To a black world filled with the sharks and fish
Doing their dances among the crest of the sunlit
End, in the green flash of a perfect day
Upon the horizon of the ocean.

Canto I

At the ides of the Roman Republic
The Consuls made sacrifice to the gods.
They buried two Romans and two white Gauls
Killing them as a human sacrifice 
To bring the Romans fortune in their war.

Thus, out went those two consuls to conquer
And make war on the Gauls, to purchase tor.
There arose over Rome three distinct moons
As the rivers ran with the stink of blood.
The peoples thought this an omen from their
gods, so they sent word to Flaminius 
And that slovenly blackguard Furius
To come back, and not to engage their foes.
Yet, word was not heeded, and they fought Gaul.
They returned, so brought themselves dishonor
For a God they did not know sent evil
Wonders over the land, to make Rome's folk
Repent of their doings. They thus heeded 
The sign. They shamed the two consuls who put
Those four women to death, to pluck their souls
Into She'ol for the sake of reaping 
A sign from aught their idolatrous gods.
Yet, from LORD JHWH came the awesome
Sign, and with it the stench of rotten blood.
The peoples feared, and so put Marcellus
As the Roman Consul, and sent him to
Battle the Gauls in the dark-green forests.

Canto II

There came to the war, where Marcellus found
Himself with few men in numbers. Come hordes
Of Gauls numbering ten-thousand horsemen
Over the ravine! Marcellus was so
Outnumbered, having a decimate halved of 
The force of the Gauls; thus, on the day of
Battle, he rode his prized warhorse, without
Pride, but rather had a fear of the force
In front of him. The thunderous hooves of
The Gallic horsemen pounded through the woods
Shaking the branches off the trees, which scared
Marcellus' horse. The horse turned to face
The East, toward God's temple which was being
Built by a peoples hencefar unknown to
Roman might, who would one day be ruled by
Them and their empire. The horse was stayed
And thus Marcellus prayed to the unknown
God, "God of the Sun, the true God over
"All heaven and earth, if you save me this
"Day, I shall offer you the oblation
"Of Feretrius, and give it to you 
"My greatest spoils of war, Oh Heaven's
"King!" Thus, when he turned his steed he bolstered
And told the men he offered oblation
Thus to consecrate the battle, but to
Hide from them that his steed had winced in war.

It came to, that from the woods emerged the
Gallic forces, who numbered twenty times
The number of Marcellus' soldiers.
The horses readied to collide with his
Yet from the horde emerged the Gallic Prince
Who wore an armor of Gold and Silver
Purified seven times, which was inlaid 
With webs like that of a spider, and etched
Into it were fine gems of sapphire
Ruby, Emerald, Diamond, Topaz, Bronze
Links and Onyx; Amethyst and Coral.
Marcellus saw this as the oblation
And so smote down the warrior with his lance.
What followed was his train of troops rushing
To aid him, and they smote down more warriors
Than any victory in Roman times
Past, present or future. Thermopylae
Was a battle rivalled only to it
Which was fought by Pagans in their many
Wars. Thus, Marcellus had defeated Gaul
In battle, with petitions to the LORD. 

Dear,
Mr. Harris

For a man who murdered, there is no hope in this life. Such a man, having no hope, ought better well to murder even more and suck life's pleasure from its very marrow. He ought to rape. He ought to pillage. Because there is no moral expungement for the crime. Not under human agency. Such a man, if put in prison, ought to escape prison. He ought to slaughter and pillage, and seek every ounce of pleasure from life that he can. And, such a man, only killing him could suffice to end him. The very crime he committed then be levied on the executors of his judgment.

It's only the logical outcome of such a man, having no way to be forgiven. And such a man has existed many times throughout history, and has pleasured himself with young girls, men's wives and even men and boys. Never suffering in their life, always being rewarded by his cohorts. They live in Africa, they live in Russia, they live all over the place, such men. And without Hell, such a behavior is logical. Without justice, of course you're not stupid enough to believe that it'd create less suffering in the world to allow such behaviors to exist. Therefore, justice is easy to believe in. Yet, it's so hard to achieve, as half the world's conscripts and nuclear weapons belong to such men as these.

In what way would change such a man? It's only Christ. Who offers forgiveness, once and for all, and saves one, giving one a motive to live and therefore be beneficial for man and neighbor. As, the logical outcome for anyone who has murdered---knowing they will suffer for twenty to forty years, and without a plan for redemption---is only to reap as much destruction on the world, and therefore gain as much pleasure as they can. It can be only hedonism.

Now, you understand the man I'm describing is wrong. Inherently, such a man ought not exist---and such a man is rare who'd be even capable of this. And this is evidence of the conscience of man, yet in that conscience lies the proof of God's existence. That most men are restrained by it. Yet, a slow backslide has occurred in other cultures to completely erase the conscience in large swaths of humanity. The conscience is by no means universal, and it can be inured or even removed. If Christ's forgiveness does not exist, and His law not preeminent, and His truth not supreme in the hearts of man, then what follows is the kind of man I just described for soon it would be necessary for all men to be murderers just to survive. It'd be the Cave Man wandering the desert, impregnating his wife, eating her fetuses, raping her---and there's no evidence that such a man ever existed, but rather the contrary is more often proven, that man from his inception---because we also observe it in the beasts---had compassion. 

You might say, "Aha! You've only proven my case." No... I have not. For a world of predators has existed in Rome and Tenochtitlan, where there was utter lawlessness and the complete indulgence in humanity's vices. So, there has been such men as the cave man just described. But, we know such a man is wrong because he creates suffering. Yet, to some men suffering is pleasurable, and such a man is often a murderer.

So Christ is necessary for human kindness. To solidify the gaps in our justice, and to give men a hope beyond the Earth. Or, something to fear. For without it, man goes astray. Not because it's a fantasy to help men be better men, but because it's true that there must be eternal justice for a man, whether he be good or evil. And one principle of the Scripture is that all men are evil, for we cannot see the suffering we cause, but it inevitably is true that we do cause suffering. For it is compulsory. Thus, eternal salvation must rest upon Christ and Christ alone, for we have all caused enormous amounts of pain, and we are all guilty, so we must all likewise be saved by one Who was not. For the only way to redeem man, is to accept he is fallible, and therefore, give ourselves over to the knowledge that this world is cursed, and is not where we are meant to be.

I go round this cycle to help you understand humanity more completely, and why you must be wrong. For, yes there are tidal waves, and yes there are starving children. But, those children starve---the gross majority of human catastrophe---due to insufficiencies in human kindness, and and a defiance of the Sabbatical laws which tell man to rest, and his land to rest. For, there is a command to rest in the Bible, and it's an important command. To rest in Christ.

Because such a man needs Christ, and so does justice, and so do all of humanity's pleasures rely on there being a God, for what we've found in human agency is precisely the vices I just described. And those peoples who are rejuvenated by Christ, it shows that the very pleasures of love rely upon it. Yet, there is also pleasure in sin and because of that, there ought to be a hell.

Modern wisdom is a Piano Tuner,
Who, knowing that slight variations in
The piano's pitches---making them slightly 
Unsymmetrical---Makes a more pleasant 
Sounding piano scale. They then augment
This knowledge as a general rule of
Life---without first understanding that a 
Basic knowledge of the symmetry gets
One closer to the object, than having
None at all.---This, our wisdom and folly.

He speaks his sermon upon the lector
Stool, which raised his foot in the height of air;
He was then taken to Vanity-Fair.
He preached the word of God; with spectators
Furious; with the local prefectures,
Who petitioned the bobby to arrest
Him by their wicked tongues of flatteries---
And so against England's laws they rebelled.
To the prison he was taken, and showed
Himself locked in the dungeons, so confined
He, within that station---steep bruise---was smote.
While wicked Parliament through rebel plight
Pleads for racial violence to make blood flow---
That England by her fraud turns law to show.
 

Helen of Tyre
Write the story
Of the Trojan War;
Tell of that great
Nebuchadnezzar's
Besiegement of
And the breaking in
Of the inner wall
With that horse of
Mythic Legend.

When the Lugbutqs chose the Rainbow
They tempted God, saying, 
"You shall never destroy the Earth again."
Thus, they marched with pride.
Yet, the scripture says our world will be destroyed by fire.

Last night I saw a great war
Where those on the left and right
Fought their bloody war.
And soon, a Super Heroine
Launched the weapons of fire.

For, judgment is lost,
And none know right from wrong.
And this unloving culture
Cultivated by the Lugbutqs
Will erupt in the fire.
And we, being man,
Shall enact God's judgment on our own.

In order for God to exist
He must exist in the form of the Trinity.
The Spirit and Word are omnipresent
Holding together all creation.
The Son validates God's Omnipotence
That He can Indeed Limit Himself
Yet also simultaneously increase His own power.
And His Omniscience is found in the Father
Who exists as the Ancient of Days
Who bestows wisdom---the First of God's Creation---
And His Son, the Word Made Flesh,
Who gives man thought.

Thus, if there were a God
He Must exist in Three Persons
In order to not contradict His attributes.

And He cares about who you sleep with
Because He cares about love.
There can be no love in casual sex.
For monogamy between a married man and woman
Is the most beautiful thing on the planet.

And that God is Omnibenevolent,
First God comes to reconcile the World
And second God comes to Judge it.
For justice must have both mercy and punishment.