It Is Not I Who

I Love Cats Because I Enjoy My Home; And Little By Little, They Become Its Visible Soul.

Do Not Take Up Cause Against The Inaccuracies Printed About You. They Are Your Protection.

The Poet Is At The Disposal Of The Night. His Role Is Humble, He Must Clean House And Await Its Due Visitation.

It Is Difficult To Live Without Opium After Having Known It Because It Is Difficult, After Knowing Opium, To Take Earth Seriously. And Unless One Is A Saint, It Is Difficult To Live Without Taking Earth Seriously.

May The Devil Himself Splatter You With Dung.