Everything Remains Unsettled Forever, Depend On It

Life, As It Is Called, Is For Most Of Us One Long Postponement.

New York! The White Prisons, The Sidewalks Swarming With Maggots, The Breadlines, The Opium Joints That Are Built Like Palaces, The Kikes That Are There, The Lepers, The Thugs, And Above All, The Ennui, The Monotony Of Faces, Streets, Legs, Houses, Skyscrapers, Meals, Posters, Jobs, Crimes, Loves... A Whole City Erected Over A Hollow Pit Of Nothingness. Meaningless. Absolute Meaningless.

We Don't Trust Our Five Senses; We Rely On Our Critics And Educators, All Of Whom Are Failures In The Realm Of Creation.

If Men Cease To Believe That They Will One Day Become Gods Then They Will Surely Become Worms.

Life Has To Be Given A Meaning Because Of The Obvious Fact That It Has No Meaning.