I Don't Believe In The Landscape.

Everything Is Theater.

There Are Ships Sailing To Many Ports, But Not A Single One Goes Where Life Is Not Painful.

My Soul's The Present Shadow Of A Presence Gone.

I Suffer From Life And From Other People. I Can’t Look At Reality Face To Face. Even The Sun Discourages And Depresses Me. Only At Night And All Alone, Withdrawn, Forgotten And Lost, With No Connection To Anything Real Or Useful — Only Then Do I Find Myself And Feel Comforted.

To Feel Today What One Felt Yesterday Isn't To Feel - It's To Remember Today What Was Felt Yesterday, To Be Today's Living Corpse Of What Yesterday Was Lived And Lost.