To Whom Shall I Hire Myself Out?

Your Memory And Your Senses Will Be Nourishment For Your Creativity.

One Evening I Sat Beauty On My Knees – And I Found Her Bitter – And I Reviled Her.

Weakness Or Strength: You Exist, That Is Strength. You Don't Know Where You Are Going Or Why You Are Going, Go In Everywhere, Answer Everyone. No One Will Kill You, Any More Than If You Were A Corpse.

I Am Alone In Possessing A Key To This Barbarous Sideshow.

Misfortune Was My God.