He Who Holds Me By

There Are Sufferings That Have Lost Their Memory And Do Not Remember Why They Are Suffering.

What Words Say Does Not Last. The Words Last. Because Words Are Always The Same, And What They Say Is Never The Same.

Without This Ridiculous Vanity That Takes The Form Of Self-display, And Is Part Of Everything And Everyone, We Would See Nothing, And Nothing Would Exist.

When I Am Asleep I Dream What I Dream When I Am Awake. It's A Continuous Dream.

I Stop Wanting What I Am Looking For, Looking For It.