The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a Heav’n of Hell, a Hell of Heav’n*
Can make a Heav’n of Hell, a Hell of Heav’n*
You stand at the threshold of limitless unreality, upon the edge of vast deeps and trackless gulfs through the void. Within, you may find great beauty or undiluted horror. All that is required of you is an open mind.
So, lean over, gaze into the void. . . and jump.
*John Milton (1608-1674 ) from the epic poem Paradise Lost.
So, lean over, gaze into the void. . . and jump.
*John Milton (1608-1674 ) from the epic poem Paradise Lost.
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