One Perception Must Immediately And Directly Lead

I'm Trying To Climb Up Both Walls At Once.

I Don't Live For Poetry. I Live Far More Than Anybody Else Does.

The Body Whips The Soul. In Its Great Desire It Demands The Elixir In The Roar Of Spring, Transmutations.

Not One Death But Many, Not Accumulation But Change, The Feed-back Proves, The Feed-back Is The Law

Whatever You Have To Say, Leave The Roots On, Let Them Dangle And The Dirt Just To Make Clear Where They Come From.