I Want To See Thirst In The

Is 4 The Same 4 For Everybody? Are All Sevens Equal? When The Convict Ponders The Light Is It The Same Light That Shines On You?

And I, Infinitesima­l Being, Drunk With The Great Starry Void, Likeness, Image Of Mystery, I Felt Myself A Pure Part Of The Abyss, I Wheeled With The Stars, My Heart Broke Loose On The Wind.

Two Things Make A Story. The Net And The Air That Falls Through The Net.

Sometimes I Get Up At Dawn, And Even My Soul Is Wet.

Love! Love Until The Night Collapses!