The History Of Mankind Is The Instant

So Eager Are Our People To Obliterate The Present.

I Miss You Deeply, Unfathomably, Senselessly, Terribly.

Anyone Who Believes Cannot Experience Miracles. By Day One Does Not See Any Stars. Anyone Who Does Miracles Says: I Cannot Let Goof The Earth.

Being Alone Has A Power Over Me That Never Fails. My Interior Dissolves (for The Time Being Only Superficially) And Is Ready To Release What Lies Deeper. When I Am Willfully Alone, A Slight Ordering Of My Interior Begins To Take Place And I Need Nothing More.

I Do Not See The World At All; I Invent It.