Ah, It's My Longing For Whom I

Talking To People Makes Me Feel Like Sleeping. Only My Ghostly And Imaginary Friends, Only The Conversations I Have In My Dreams, Are Genuinely Real And Substantial.

There Are No Norms. All People Are Exceptions To A Rule That Doesn’t Exist.

If We Knew The Truth, We'd See It; All Else Is System And Outskirts.

Pg.9 "in My Heart There's A Peaceful Anguish, And My Calm Is Made Of Resignation.

Fraternity Has Subtleties.