Lovers and madmen have such seething brainsSuch shaping fantasies that apprehendMore than cool reason ever comprehends.The lunatic the lover and the poetAre of imagination all compactOne sees more devils than vast hell can holdThat is the madman the lover all as franticSees Helens beauty in a brow of EgyptThe poets eye in fine frenzy rollingDoth glance from heaven to earth from earth to heavenAnd as imagination bodies forthThe forms of things unknown the poets penTurns them to shapes and gives to airy nothingA local habitation and a name.

Atheism rises above creeds and puts Humanity upon one plane.There can be no chosen people in the Atheist philosophy.There are no bended knees in AtheismNo supplications no prayersNo sacrificial redemptionsNo divine revelationsNo washing in the blood of the lambNo crusades no massacres no holy warsNo heaven no hell no purgatoryNo silly rewards and no vindictive punishmentsNo christs and no saviorsNo devils no ghosts and no gods.