When I Believe In Nothing, I Do

Man Talks About Everything, And He Talks About Everything As Though The Understanding Of Everything Were All Inside Him.

He Who Holds Me By A Thread Is Not Strong; The Thread Is Strong.

If Only I Could Leave Everything As It Is, Without Moving A Single Star Or A Single Cloud. Oh, If Only I Could!

Every Time I Wake, I Understand How Easy It Is To Be Nothing.

I Am Chained To The Earth To Pay For The Freedom Of My Eyes.