Describe A Circle, Stroke Its Back And

It's When I Am Fully Conscious That I Ask Questions.

All Cats Die. Socrates Is Dead. Therefore Socrates Is A Cat.

Theatre Is Simply What Cannot Be Expressed By Any Other Means; A Complexity Of Words, Movements, Gestures That Convey A Vision Of The World Inexpressible In Any Other Way.

Oh Words, What Crimes Are Committed In Your Name? ~jack Or The Submission

Beauty Is A Precious Trace That Eternity Causes To Appear To Us And That It Takes Away From Us. A Manifestation Of Eternity, And A Sign Of Death As Well.