The Thoughtful Soul To Solitude

The Rose That Once Has Bloomed Forever Dies.

Think Not I Dread To See My Spirit Fly, Through The Dark Gates Of Fell Mortality; Death Has No Terrors When The Life Is True; 'tis Living Ill That Makes Us Fear To Die.

Into This Universe, And Why Not Knowing Nor Whence, Like Water Willy-nilly Flowing; And Out Of It, As Wind Along The Wate, I Know Not Whither, Willy-nilly Blowing.

He Who Has One Enemy Shall Meet Him Everywhere.

To Wisely Live Your Life, You Don't Need To Know Much Just Rememeber Two Main Rules For The Beginning: You Better Starve, Than Eat Whatever And Better Be Alone, Than With Whoever.