Poverty Makes You Sad As

　when The Leaders Speak Of Peace 　the Common Folk Know 　that War Is Coming 　when The Leaders Curse War 　the Mobilization Order Is Already Written Out. Every Day, To Earn My Daily Bread 　i Go To The Market Where Lies Are Bought 　hopefully 　i Take Up My Place Among The Sellers. 　

For Time Flows On, And If It Did Not, It Would Be A Bad Prospect For Those Who Do Not Sit At Golden Tables. Methods Become Exhausted; Stimuli No Longer Work. New Problems Appear And Demand New Methods. Reality Changes; In Order To Represent It, Modes Of Representation Must Also Change. Nothing Comes From Nothing; The New Comes From The Old, But That Is Why It Is New.

Fearful Is The Seductive Power Of Goodness.

You Don't Need To Pray To God Any More When There Are Storms In The Sky, But You Do Have To Be Insured.

Firebugs Dragging Their Gasoline Bottles Are Approaching The Academy Of Arts, With A Grin. And So, Instead Of Embracing Them, Let Us Demand The Freedom Of The Elbow To Knock The Bottles Out Of Their Filthy Hands. Even The Most Blockheaded Bureaucrat, Provided He Loves Peace, Is A Greater Lover Of The Arts Than Any So-called Art-lover Who Loves The Arts Of War.