The Four Inevitabilities: 1. Musty

It Was All Completely Serious, All Completely Hallucinated, All Completely Happy.

Our Battered Suitcases Were Piled On The Sidewalk Again; We Had Longer Ways To Go. But No Matter, The Road Is Life.

I Came To A Point Where I Needed Solitude And Just Stop The Machine Of ‘thinking’ And ‘enjoying’ What They Call ‘living’, I Just Wanted To Lie In The Grass And Look At The Clouds.

Because The Only People For Me Are The Mad Ones.

I'm Writing This Book Because We're All Going To Die.