We Often Do Not See What We

So Many Little Lives, Amounting To Nothing. I Ask You: What Is Infinity Multiplied By Zero? It Is Hardly Worth Our Discussion.

It Is A World Of Impulse. It Is A World Of Sincerity. It Is A World In Which Every Word Spoken Speaks Just To That Moment, Every Glance Given Has Only One Meaning, Each Touch Has No Past Or No Future, Each Kiss Is A Kiss Of Immediacy.

Each Time Is True, But The Truths Are Not The Same.

A World With One Month Is A World Of Equality.

I Have A Number Of Vague Ideas Where I Just Have The Core Or Kernel Of The Idea. I Feel Like I Need Some Time For My Mind To Fill Up Again. I Feel Empty. Right Now.