You Too Must Seek The Sun.

What Sphinx Of Cement And Aluminium Bashed Open Their Skulls And Ate Up Their Brains And Imagination

[william Butler] Yeats Has The Phrase Hodos Chameliontos, Chameleon-like, In That You Don't Know Where The Beginning Or The Middle Or The End Is, So It's An Unrelieved Hallucination, Because You Don't Know Where You're Coming In And You Don't Know Where You're Going Out. It Ends, You're Going Into The Hallucination, Or Maybe Coming Out Of It, I Don't Know.

Presumably, If You See Spirit At The Moment It Gained Access, Then It'll Be Dropped.

We Love To Be Hurt And We Love To Have Our Unhealing Wounds Opened And Reopened Again: We Sit Staring In The Mirror Of Art, Fascinated By Our Own Deformities.

I Believe That We Are Put Here In Human Form To Decipher The Hieroglyphs Of Love And Suffering. And, There Is No Degree Of Love Or Intensity Of Feeling That Does Not Bring With It The Possibility Of A Crippling Hurt. But, It Is A Duty To Take That Risk And Love Without Reserve Or Defense.