I Am A Cage, In Search Of

What I Write Is Different From What I Say, What I Say Is Different From What I Think, What I Think Is Different From What I Ought To Think And So It Goes Further Into The Deepest Darkness.

The Crows Maintain That A Single Crow Could Destroy The Heavens. There Is No Doubt Of That, But It Proves Nothing Against The Heavens, For Heaven Simply Means: The Impossibility Of Crows.

From The True Antagonist Illimitable Courage Is Transmitted To You.

Writers Speak Stench.

Ours Is A Lost Generation, It May Be, But It Is More Blameless Than Those Earlier Generations.