the constant struggle for a moment of quiet indulgence eventually stirred and quaked the earth so hard it swallowed him in a dark and heavy cloud slowly and
of the earth craving dispersion as if to avoid knowing why in the wordless chamber they feared life desperately thus they proclaimed any given truth and
And again he came to cherish The comfort of mysteries Inspiring and far away timeless in the moment They painted immortality Forever drawn towards the
reflecting back at him from cold and naked walls in hollow circles fled illusions of wisdom he had heard "From nothing came all I ever knew" and he
the hope That it will prosper and devour" "It is time after miracles and I am its prophet I have not come to cure but to bear witness decease" ... and
"I Hereby Commit My Body To The Ground Sterilised And Wrapped In Plastic Foil Being An Object Of This Space And Time This Body Should Remain Concealed
me the tongue of fire so that I may set the world ablaze for it is cold and this blindness can no longer give me shelter teach me the tongue of fire
all is dark there are no points of reference and we no longer navigate by the stars we just end up somewhere ...nowhere... where lights are dim and
... he looked upon the world and saw that it was still depraved as him though not like him for him, as all but closed like them not him unaware he