I Can Be Hurt, You Know. I

No Matter What The Situation May Be, I Still Take Pleasure In Witnessing The Joy Of Others.

Like Flowers Scattered In A Storm, A Man's Life Is A Long Farewell.

I Just Feel Pain. A Lot Of Pain. I Thought I Could Imagine How Much This Would Hurt But I Was Wrong.

Strong And Independent? I’m Neither. I’m Just Being Pushed Along By Reality, Whether I Like It Or Not.

Properly Speaking, Should Any Individual Ever Have Exact, Clear Knowledge Of His Own Core Consciousness?" "i Wouldn't Know," I Said. "nor Would We," Said The Scientists.