The Only Excuse For God

Folk Music Is The Original Melody Of Man; It Is The Musical Mirror Of The World.

How Difficult It Is To Live When One Feels That The Judgment Of Many Millenniums Is Around One And Against One.

I Go In Solitude, So As Not To Drink Out Of Everybody's Cistern. When I Am Among The Many I Live As The Many Do, And I Do Not Think I Really Think; After A Time It Always Seems As If They Want To Banish Myself From Myself And Rob Me Of My Soul.

A Subject For A Great Poet Would Be God's Boredom After The Seventh Day Of Creation.

The Text Has Disappeared Under The Interpretation.