You recall that the devil is a personality

As is jubilation

You heard that personalities are not personal but circulating universally

Like religion

You and him in rage are one

Eric Harris is everyone

Without a giant whale, you realize, there can be no hero

You picture DNA hiking the pleasurable fjords of the unknown

Without keeping your eye on the hero, you know, you will lie

Without scripture

You recall that heaven is a personality

You are always never fully getting to know

You recall taking it personal

But you are always never not wanting to know

Like religion

Without understanding the circulating whale, you know, you will die

Chaos is transformed into order with the word

The order can be heaven or hell

You know because of the word it must be this