We Are All Deep In A Hell

Boredom Dismantles The Mind, Renders It Superficial, Out At The Seams, Saps It From Within And Dislocates It.

Wherever We Go, We Come Up Against The Human, A Repulsive Ubiquity Before Which We Fall Into Stupor And Revolt, A Perplexity On Fire.

I Foresee The Day When We Shall Read Nothing But Telegrams And Prayers.

My Mission Is To See Things As They Are. Exactly Contrary Of A Mission.

Try To Be Free: You Will Die Of Hunger.