I Have Nothing To Say, And I

Music Is A Means Of Rapid Transportation.

Our Poetry Now Is The Realization That We Possess Nothing. Anything Therefore Is A Delight (since We Do Not Posses It) And Thus Need Not Fear Its Loss.

Now That We Have Everything We Need, We Discover That There Is Almost Nothing That We Have That We Want

Every Something Is An Echo Of Nothing

If You Develop An Ear For Sounds That Are Musical It Is Like Developing An Ego. You Begin To Refuse Sounds That Are Not Musical And That Way Cut Yourself Off From A Good Deal Of Experience.