The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.
Into the day as by dream I swim to the music of nourished meaning.
And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.
Life is only a flicker of melted ice.
It is not possible to express the most precious insights, To see all that craves to be seen, To visit even the closest neighbors in the universe, To learn all that needs to be learned, To live without dying, And I am sad about it. But I lived And I am happy about that.
Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure.