There the dragon muſtering all his forces doth goe to a place called Armageddon , to cut off, and deſtroy utterly , but he doth bring deſtruction upon himſelfe , for that next viall doth powre out the laſt deſtruction upon all Gods enemies. Here the King of the North ſhall goe forth with great furie in the glorious holy mountaine , to deſtroy , and utterly cut off many , but he ſhal come to his end , and none ſhal help him.

A narrow sliver of white-dude face stares out. Faint hair on his upper lip like a dusting of Oreo cooke crumbs: a crustache.

This displays one side of the binary in all its Platonic-Descartesean arrogance.

It's quite warm now the sun's come out.