The Value Of E-commerce Is Not In

I Thought That The World Was A Vast System Of Signs, A Conversation Between Giant Beings. My Actions, The Cricket's Saw, The Star's Blink, Were Nothing But Pauses And Syllables, Scattered Phrases From That Dialogue. What Word Could It Be, Of Which I Was Only A Syllable? Who Speaks The Word? To Whom Is It Spoken?

The Universe Unfolds In The Body, Which Is Its Mirror And Its Creature.

Without Democracy Freedom Is A Chimera

Beyond Myself, Somewhere, I Wait For My Arrival.

Deserve Your Dream.