I Mean, Why On Earth (outside Sickness

All Of Life Is A Foreign Country.

Don't Use The Phone. People Are Never Ready To Answer It. Use Poetry.

Man Lowers His Head And Lunges Into Civilization, Forgetting The Days Of His Infancy When He Sought Truth In A Snowflake Or A Stick. Man Forgets The Wisdom Of The Child.

The Dream Is Already Ended And We're Already Awake In The Golden Eternity.

You'd Be Surprised How Little I Knew Even Up To Yesterday