The Flower Of The Present Rosily Blossomed.

Everyone Who Wants To Do Good To The Human Race Always Ends In Universal Bullying.

I Was Born Wandering Between Two Worlds, One Dead, The Other Powerless To Be Born, And Have Made, In A Curious Way, The Worst Of Both.

All That Happens Means Something; Nothing You Do Is Ever Insignificant.

Armaments, Universal Debt And Planned Obsolescence - Those Are The Three Pillars Of Western Prosperity.

This Really Revolutionary Revolution Is To Be Achieved, Not In The External World, But In The Souls And Flesh Of Human Beings.