Crimson flames tied through

Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin’ high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps We’ll meet on edges, soon, said I Proud ‘neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth Rip down all hate, I … Read more

A rogue does not

A rogue does not laugh in the same way that an honest man does; a hypocrite does not shed the tears of a man of good faith. All falsehood is a mask; and however well made the mask may be, with a little attention we may always succeed in distinguishing it from the true face. … Read more