Be Again, Be Again. (pause.) All That

My Keepers, Why Keepers, I'm In No Danger Of Stirring An Inch, Ah I See, It's To Make Me Think I'm A Prisoner, Frantic With Corporeality, Rearing To Get Out And Away.

We Are All Born Crazy. Some Remain That Way.

Name, No, Nothing Is Nameable, Tell, No, Nothing Can Be Told, What Then, I Don't Know, I Shouldn't Have Begun.

Habit Is A Compromise Effected Between An Individual And His Environment.

All Life Long, The Same Questions, The Same Answers.