I'm The Empty Stage Where

I Always Live In The Present. The Future I Can't Know. The Past I No Longer Have.

There Is No Safe Standard To Tell Man From Animals.

And As Well As I Dream, I Reason If I Want, For That's Just Another Kind Of Dream.

Ah, What A Morning This Is, Awakening Me To Life's Stupidity. [98 - Zenith Trans.]

I'm Sick Of Everything, And Of The Everythingness Of Everything.