News Myself Computers Cars Links Myself::Religion::Objects of Mysticism::The Icon>> The Icon The Void. And suddenly, Creation. The Beggining of it all. Work of a God. His power so immense, that it bends all known rules of Physics and Chemistry. He has been where you won't be in millions of light years, he has seen things you wouldn't even believe, he has thought of things you can't possibly imagine. Can you worship him? How can you, when you haven't seen his face, you haven't heard his voice, you haven't felt his skin against yours. This, is the power of the Icon. It gives flesh and bones to our poor fantasy, it embodies a God upon a common block of wood. There is your God. You can now see him, you can almost hear his voice. You can pray to him. You can now hope. Music: Gladiator Soundtrack: Sorrow

Demotivator The tallest blade of the grass is the first to be cut by the lawnmower.