Racial differences...

[Louis VI the Fat]

That chimp makes me look as hairy as a sheep.

I think we must appear terribly bizarre and ugly to other apes. Bunch of freaks, we are.

I don't know about that, the average human is hairier.

You mean, mostly hairless body, but with facial hair? Sure:








(Don't feel inferior. Chimp females have certain 'preferences' that have had a profound effect on male chimp anatomy)

[Lemur]

I think we must appear terribly bizarre and ugly to other apes. Bunch of freaks, we are.

Nonsense. We are the midpoint between God and animals, lower than the seraphim but higher than the badger. It's all about the Great Chain of Being.

[Louis VI the Fat]

Nonsense. We are the midpoint between God and animals, lower than the seraphim but higher than the badger. It's all about the Great Chain of Being.

I have this hierarchy in my mind. A pidgeon over a cockroach. A cat over a bird. An ape over a cat.

I do stop there. There is more glory in being a rising ape than a fallen angel.

[Philippus Flavius Homovallumus]

I have this hierarchy in my mind. A pidgeon over a cockroach. A cat over a bird. An ape over a cat.

I do stop there. There is more glory in being a rising ape than a fallen angel.

On the other hand, only Angels know when they are fallen. Self-awareness is an extraordinary gift.

[Seamus Fermanagh]

On the other hand, only Angels know when they are fallen. Self-awareness is an extraordinary gift.

Amen I say to you, Amen.

[Louis VI the Fat]

On the other hand, only Angels know when they are fallen. Self-awareness is an extraordinary gift.

I see this as trying to climb back onto the tree, back to the nest, to relieve oneself of responsibility.

Is there, in all of the world's thousand's of religious tales, a story more glorious than that of the monkey that dared to leave the shelter of the trees. That saw the wide open plains, and ventured out there. That erected itself, that he could gaze upon the horizon and see the stars?
The microscope is my temple, discovering the very matter we are made of. The telescope, gazing at the very origin of the universe, is my cathedral, soaring upwards to the heavens.

What glory to the man who dares to let go of his mother's hand, dares to let go of master and god, who stands tall, walks proud and upright!

[Philippus Flavius Homovallumus]

That saw the wide open plains, and ventured out there. That erected itself, that he could gaze upon the horizon and see the stars?

Why does man look up at an empty sky? What other creature does that?

[Louis VI the Fat]

There are more things in heaven and earth, Philipus, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.*


The heavens are not empty, once devoid of almighty beings, these illusory projections of oneself, these mirrors and mirages.

The heavens, once freed, are vast, rich, overwhelming. Enobling.


*Contrary to dominant - but in my opinion, unforgivably mistaken - tradition, here with the emphasis on 'your'.