When I Look For My Existence I

All The Suns Labor To Kindle Your Flame And A Microbe Puts It Out.

The Chains That Bind Us The Most Closely Are The Ones We Have Broken.

Set Out From Any Point. They Are All Alike. They All Lead To A Point Of Departure.

If You Are Good To This One And That One, This One And That One Will Say That You Are Good. If You Are Good To Everyone, No One Will Say That You Are Good.

When Everything Is Finished, The Mornings Are Sad.