Disharmony Prevails When You Confuse Lust With

You Left And I Cried Tears Of Blood. My Sorrow Grows. Its Not Just That You Left. But When You Left My Eyes Went With You. Now, How Will I Cry?

I Am Merely A Guest, Born In This World To Know The Secrets That Lie Beyond It.

There's A Hidden Sweetness In The Stomach's Emptiness. We Are Lutes, No More, No Less. If The Soundbox Is Stuffed Full Of Anything, No Music.... When You're Full Of Food And Drink, Satan Sits Where Your Spirit Should.

Knowing That Conscious Decisions And Personal Memory Are Much Too Small A Place To Live, Every Human Being Streams At Night Into The Loving Nowhere, Or During The Day, In Some Absorbing Work.

Don't Seek The Water; Get Thirst.