At The End Of The Day, We

To Feel The Anguish Of Waiting For The Next Moment And Of Taking Part In The Complex Current (of Affairs) Not Knowing That We Are Headed Toward Ourselves, Through Millions Of Stone Beings - Of Bird Beings - Of Star Beings - Of Microbe Beings - Of Fountain Beings Toward Ourselves.

Nothing Is Absolute. Everything Changes, Everything Moves, Everything Revolves, Everything Flies And Goes Away.

I Am That Clumsy Human, Always Loving, Loving, Loving. And Loving. And Never Leaving.

Only One Mountain Can Know The Core Of Another Mountain.

There Is Nothing More Precious Than Laughter