Should I Be What I Think? But

As We Wash Our Body So We Should Wash Destiny, Change Life As We Change Clothes.

Solitude Desolates Me; Company Oppresses Me.

If We Knew The Truth, We'd See It; All Else Is System And Outskirts.

The Sea With An End Can Be Greek Or Roman: The Endless Sea Is Portuguese.

What Hells And Purgatories And Heavens I Have Inside Of Me! But Who Sees Me Do Anything That Disagrees With Life--me, So Calm And Peaceful?