“A long time ago, in a desert far away, a lunatic had an astonishing inspiration. He would take upon himself the entire ethical burden of humanity, for all time, in a single gesture — and he would ride that gesture into eternity like the most impossibly glorious conveyance — a vehicle comprised not of matter, but of sin, a propelling force of endless potential, yet which could be harnessed, drawn from the world like a poison, and used to achieve a form of travel impossible for the ordinary human mind to apprehend — a travel into the network of life itself, and heaven, at once, and forever. It’s not very surprising that no one understands this story. If they did, you can be certain of one thing — the result would never be lectures.”

— an anonymous informant