Existence Is Random. Has No

Everybody Has Their Story To Tell.

I Suppose That The Main Drive Is To Find The Edge Of Something And Then Throw Myself Over It.

Don't Leave Home Without Your Sword - Your Intellect.

Life Isn't Divided Into Genres

The Here-and-now Demands Attention, Is More Present To Us. We Dismiss The Inner World Of Our Ideas As Less Important, Although Most Of Our Immediate Physical Reality Originated Only In The Mind. The Tv, Sofa, Clock And Room, The Whole Civilisation That Contains Them Once Were Nothing Save Ideas.