In Exiling Myself I Am Not Exiling

It Is Excruciating To Be An Unbeliever With A Spirit That Is Deeply Religious.

And History Becomes Legend And Legend Becomes History.

Without Resistance You Can Do Nothing

I Am Burning Myself Up And Will Always Do So.

In Two Weeks, Despite These Notes, I Shall No Longer Believe In What I Am Experiencing Now. One Must Leave Behind A Trace Of This Journey Which Memory Forgets. One Must, When This Is Impossible, Write Or Draw Without Responding To The Romantic Solicitations Of Pain, Without Enjoying Suffering Like Music, Tieing A Pen To One's Foot If Need Be, Helping The Doctors Who Can Learn Nothing From Laziness.