I No Longer Know If I Wish

You Are So Vulnerably Haunting. Your Eeriness Is Terrifyingly Irresistible.

The Bible Is A Sanctum; The World, Sputum.

I Am Too Tired, I Must Try To Rest And Sleep, Otherwise I Am Lost In Every Respect. What An Effort To Keep Alive! Erecting A Monument Does Not Require An Expenditure Of So Much Strength.

It Is Often Safer To Be In Chains Than To Be Free.

People Who Walk Across Dark Bridges, Past Saints, With Dim, Small Lights. Clouds Which Move Across Gray Skies Past Churches With Towers Darkened In The Dusk. One Who Leans Against Granite Railing Gazing Into The Evening Waters, His Hands Resting On Old Stones.