I Would Go To Heaven, But I

Everything Is A Little Bit Of Darkness, Even The Light.

Humanity Does Not Know Where To Go Because No One Is Waiting For It: Not Even God.

Nothing Is Not Only Nothing. It Is Also Our Prison.

Whatever I Take, I Take Too Much Or Too Little; I Do Not Take The Exact Amount. The Exact Amount Is No Use To Me.

My Great Day Came And Went, I Do Not Know How. Because It Did Not Pass Through Dawn When It Came, Nor Through Dusk When It Went.