I Am Like A Broken Puppet Whose

The Fear Of Being Deceived Is The Vulgar Version Of The Quest For Truth.

Reality Is A Creation Of Our Excesses.

A Golden Rule: To Leave An Incomplete Image Of Oneself.

This Very Second Has Vanished Forever, Lost In The Anonymous Mass Of The Irrevocable. It Will Never Return. I Suffer From This And I Do Not. Everything Is Unique - And Insignificant.

The More One Has Suffered, The Less One Demands. To Protest Is A Sign One Has Traversed No Hell.