We Do Not Die Because We Have

Without Sarcasm I Sink Into Chaos.

I See In The Act Of Throwing The Dice And Of Risking The Affirmation Of Some Intuitively Felt Truth, However Uncertain, My Whole Reason For Living.

I Prefer The People Who Eat Off The Bare Earth The Delirium From Which They Were Born.

I Abandon Myself To The Fever Of Dreams, In Search For New Laws.

When We Speak The Word 'life,' It Must Be Understood We Are Not Referring To Life As We Know It From Its Surface Of Fact, But To That Fragile, Fluctuating Center Which Forms Never Reach.