My appetite for psychological manipulation is vast. You, O Religion, are as a grain of salt onto my feast. Advised by the Wisdom of Ages, accompanied by conceptualizations, I journey this realm of wonders seeking evermore knowledge with which to enlighten myself and others. There is a learned, if not instinctual, understanding of forces before which all people are in awe and helplessness, so to speak: earth, air, fire, water—the seasons; the sun, moon, and stars—the Universe.