I See History As A

They Thought I Suffered From Lack Of Exterior, When I Suffered From Excess Of Interior

I Am Weak, I Say With No Presumptions. I Have No Merit, I Note It, That Is All. There Are Times That I Feel So Weak There Most Be A Mistake, And As I Don't Know What I Mean With This, I Am Not Going To Say Anything Else

Disease-carrying Thoughts Swarm And Multiply In The Dark And Twisted Labyrinths Of Our Minds, And All That Is Needed Is A Mob And A Good Political Slogan For The Epidemic To Be Spread Once Again, With A Burst Of Automatic Weapons Or A Mushroom Cloud.

If There Is Something That Opens Horizons, It Is Precisely Ignorance.

As Long As You Live, You Hope. You Think That Everything Will Just...get Better.