Jean-Paul-Charles-Aymard Sartre was a hell of a guy.

 
The sooner you see through the facades the better;  
it creates character to split your mind open on paper.  
On that note 'heaven' can be found in
anthropomorphic analogy as other people as well.

Well said, Oh Master of a fearless eternal thrashing of a pale fire.  
 
Ah, the white flame of a candle be thy name

Finally, a truth I can recognize.   It’s tough at first;
bound and gagged with needles running in your bones from the pithing,
but it makes us walk through life a little easier; a brief moment,
Like a warm spring breeze gaining a better understanding, and a peace of mind knowing.