“One hundred and one

Is a destination to follow

Pack your bags, traveler of the mind
Gird up your strength
Pass, pass through
Where no man has gone before

For you see
Man is meant to follow dreams
To conquer past civilizations' failures
To begin again
Stout in heart
Ready to move mountains

Why?

Because the mountains stand in the way

Of peace, of love, of conquest

Of man's ability to survive

You study, you think, you observe,

You encourage

You seek to reinvent man

Into what he should be

But don't you know, scholar

That I have already made complete provision

For a brand new start

A New Powerful Advance

Past man's limitations, lethargy,

Hatred, the very beast within

But as you can imagine,

It requires DEATH

And not a simple, planned DEATH

But a constant DEATH

To take on the Life

I have provided

Observe the Cross, scholar

It was not just meant for the Savior

To die upon

But all of mankind

Willing to be made anew

By the very Spirit of God

Study, explore, sanctify, persevere

But nothing conquers the inner beast

But DEATH

DEATH unto LIFE

MY LIFE!"

FATHER GOD