To Think Is An Act. To Feel

I Only Achieve Simplicity With Enormous Effort

There It Is, The Sea, The Most Incomprehensible Of Non-human Existences.

It Is Because I Dove Into The Abyss That I Am Beginning To Love The Abyss I Am Made Of.

Facts And Particulars Annoy Me.

Love Is Now, Is Always. All That Is Missing Is The Coup De Grâce- Which Is Called Passion.