Tell Me, Do You Think I'm Going

I Am The Primitive Of The Method I Have Invented.

Treat Nature By The Cylinder, The Sphere, The Cone, Everything In Proper Perspective So That Each Side Of An Object Or A Plane Is Directed Towards A Central Point.

I Must Be More Sensible And Realize That At My Age, Illusions Are Hardly Permitted And They Will Always Destroy Me.

What I Am Trying To Translate To You Is More Mysterious, It Is Entwined In The Very Roots Of Being, In The Implacable Source Of Sensations.

You Have No Idea How Life-giving It Is To Find Around One A Youth That Agrees Not To Bury One On The Spot.