followers must be resilient, as the path to salvation is strewn with obstacles

our atoms consist of less than one per cent nuclear waste and over ninety nine per cent empty space; we are no more than holograms casting ineffectual shadows upon the Earth

"sleep, those little slices of death, oh how I loathe them"

her blazing golden sphere crosses the arc of the sky

the forces of evolution are at work, aided by unknown and unseen cosmic fields of energy

the evolved beings of the universe will follow Yuinyan, the rest will perish

her followers will prevail in the face of adversity

my soul draws eternal life from her presence

some will worship false gods while the Earth burns; their hearts are fashioned to receive the spear and their road assuredly leads to annihilation

Ame - the captivating sounds that need no translation