And Even If This World Burns Up

The Lion Is Most Handsome When Looking For Food.

I Was You And Never Knew It.

The Meaning Of Poetry Has No Sureness Of Direction; Is Like The Sling, It Is Not Under Control.

They Are The Privileged Lovers Who Create A New World With Their Eyes Of Fiery Passion.

This Is Not A Day For Asking Questions, Not A Day On Any Calendar. This Day Is Conscious Of Itself. This Day Is A Lover, Bread, And Gentleness, More Manifest Than Saying Can Say.