The Craving To Risk Death Is Our

Forgetting’s Not Something You Do, It Happens To You. Only It Didn’t Happen To Me.

We Talked For Hours. He Talked And I Listened. It Was Like Wind And Sunlight. It Blew All The Cobwebs Away.

The Privileges Of Knowledge Have To Be Bought At The Cost Of The Consolations Of Ignorance.

It's No Good. I've Been Trying To Sleep For The Last Half-hour, And I Can't. Writing Here Is A Sort Of Drug. It's The Only Thing I Look Forward To. This Afternoon I Read What I Wrote... And It Seemed Vivid. I Know It Seems Vivid Because My Imagination Fills In All The Bits Another Person Wouldn't Understand. I Mean, It's Vanity. But It Seems A Sort Of Magic... And I Just Can't Live In This Present. I Would Go Mad If I Did

Alive. Alive In The Way That Death Is Alive.