I Thought My Fire Was Out, And

Avoid Pulpits, Platforms, Stages And Pedestals. Keep To The Hard Ground. It Is The Only Way You Can Judge Your Approximate Status As A Man.

Life Is The Path You Beat While You Walk It.

I Thought My Fire Was Out, And Stirred The Ashes…. I Burnt My Fingers.

Under All That We Think, Lives All We Believe, Like The Ultimate Veil Of Our Spirits

Traveler, There Is No Path, The Path Must Be Forged As You Walk.