I Sent My Soul Through The Invisible,

The Secret Must Be Kept From All Non-people. The Mystery Must Be Hidden From All Idiots.

We Are In Truth But Pieces On This Chess Board Of Life, Which In The End We Leave, Only To Drop One By One Into The Grave Of Nothingness.

So I Be Written In The Book Of Love. I Do Not Care About That Book Above. Erase My Name, Or Write It As You Will. So I Be Written In The Book Of Love.

I Have Not Asked For Life. But I Try To Accept Whatever Life Brings Without Surprise. And I Shall Depart Again Without Having Questioned Anyone About My Strange Stay Here On Earth.

A Moment's Halt-a Momentary Taste Of Being From The Well Amid The Waste- And, Lo! The Phantom Caravan Has Reach'd The Nothing It Set Out From. Oh, Make Haste!