I Went Out Under The Sky, Muse!

Oh! If Only We Were Naked Now, And Free To Watch Our Protruding Parts Align; To Whisper - Both Of Us - In Ecstasy!

-but I've Just Noticed That My Mind Is Asleep.

Idle Youth, Enslaved To Everything; By Being Too Sensitive I Have Wasted My Life.

Genius Is The Recovery Of Childhood At Will.

And I Am Still Alive-what Though, My Damnation Is Eternal. A Man Who Deliberately Mutilates Himself Is Truly Damned, Is He Not? I Believe That I Am In Hell, Therefore I Am.