I Do Not Fear Invisible Worlds.

What Can And Doesn't Have To Be Always, At The End, Surrenders To Something That Has To Be.

One Shouldn't Be Afraid Of The Humans. Well, I Am Not Afraid Of The Humans, But Of What Is Inhuman In Them.

They Looked At The Paper And Saw Nothing In Those Curving Lines, But They Knew And Understood Everything, For Their Geography Was In Their Blood And They Felt Biologically Their Picture Of The World.

Searching For What I Need, And I Don't Even Know Precisely What That Is, I Was Going From A Man To A Man, And I Saw That All Of Them Together Have Less Than Me Who Has Nothing, And That I Left To Each Of Them A Bit Of That What I Don't Have And I've Been Searching For.

That Wild Beast Which Lives In Man And Does Not Dare To Show Itself Until The Barriers Of Law And Custom Have Been Removed, Was Now Set Free.