It Was Not Well To Drive Men

Every Sin Is The Result Of Collaboration.

Unwind My Riddle.cruel As Hawks The Hours Fly;wounded Men Seldom Come Home To Die;the Hard Waves See An Arm Flung High;scorn Hits Strong Because Of A Lie;yet There Exists A Mystic Tie.unwind My Riddle.

Perhaps An Individual Must Consider His Own Death To Be The Final Phenomenon Of Nature.

In The Desert I Saw A Creature, Naked, Bestial, Who, Squatting Upon The Ground, Held His Heart In His Hands, And Ate Of It. I Said, ‘is It Good, Friend?’ ‘it Is Bitter — Bitter,’ He Answered, ‘but I Like It Because It Is Bitter, And Because It Is My Heart.

The Man Had Arrived At That Stage Of Drunkenness Where Affection Is Felt For The Universe.