I Have Gone Into The

In This Place Of Light: He Dares To Live Who Stops Being A Bird, Yet Beats His Wings Against The Immense Immeasurable Emptiness Of Things.

Nothing Would Give Up Life: Even The Dirt Keeps Breathing A Small Breath.

In The Kingdom Of Bang And Blab.

May My Silences Become More Accurate.

I Wake To Sleep, And Take My Waking Slow. I Feel My Fate In What I Cannot Fear. I Learn By Going Where I Have To Go.