I Can't Go On. I'll

Art Has Nothing To Do With Clarity, Does Not Dabble In The Clear And Does Not Make Clear

All Mankind Is Us, Whether We Like It Or Not.

We All Are Born Mad. Some Remain So.

...you Must Say Words, As Long As There Are Any, Until They Find Me, Until They Say Me, Strange Pain, Strange Sin, You Must Go On, Perhaps It's Done Already, Perhaps They Have Said Me Already, Perhaps They Have Carried Me To The Threshold Of My Story, Before The Door That Opens On My Story, That Would Surprise Me, If It Opens, It Will Be I, It Will Be The Silence, Where I Am, I Don't Know, I'll Never Know, In The Silence You Don't Know, You Must Go On, I Can't Go On, I'll Go On

There Is Man In His Entirety, Blaming His Shoe When His Foot Is Guilty.