A Man Who Has Become Conscious Of

They Came To Know The Incorrigible Sorrow Of All Prisoners And Exiles, Which Is To Live In Company With A Memory That Serves No Purpose.

But Above All, In Order To Be, Never Try To Seem.

Absurd- That Is The Light Mind That Establishes Its Own Borders.

I Was Assailed By Memories Of A Life That Wasn't Mine Anymore, But One In Which I'd Found The Simplest And Most Lasting Joys.

Every Rebellion Implies Some Kind Of Unity.