Why Was I Born, If It Wasn't

There Are More Dead People Than Living. And Their Numbers Are Increasing. The Living Are Getting Rarer.

You Can Only Predict Things After They Have Happened.

Ideologies Separate Us. Dreams And Anguish Bring Us Together.

A Person Who Has Not Completely Lost The Memory Of Paradise, Even Though It Is A Faint One, Will Suffer Endlessly. He Will Feel The Call Of The Essential World, Will Hear The Voice That Comes From So Far Away That One Cannot Find Out Where It Comes From, A Voice That Cannot Guide Him.

The More I Try To Explain Myself, The Less I Understand Myself.