... There Is A Skeleton

To Feel The Anguish Of Waiting For The Next Moment And Of Taking Part In The Complex Current (of Affairs) Not Knowing That We Are Headed Toward Ourselves, Through Millions Of Stone Beings - Of Bird Beings - Of Star Beings - Of Microbe Beings - Of Fountain Beings Toward Ourselves.

Feet, What Do I Need You For When I Have Wings To Fly?

I Tried To Drown My Sorrows, But The Bastards Learned How To Swim, And Now I Am Overwhelmed By This Decent And Good Feeling.

Only One Mountain Can Know The Core Of Another Mountain.

There Is Nothing More Precious Than Laughter