There Is An Infinite Amount Of Hope

Just Think How Many Thoughts A Blanket Smothers While One Lies Alone In Bed, And How Many Unhappy Dreams It Keeps Warm.

There Is Nothing Bad To Fear; Once You Have Crossed That Threshold, All Is Well. Another World, And You Do Not Have To Speak

The Fact That There Is Nothing But A Spiritual World Deprives Us Of Hope And Gives Us Certainty.

What Am I Doing Here In This Endless Winter?

Writer Speaks A Stench.