Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.

From what you didn’t say, lies that you did say.

No reason for a feverish rush For we will all arrive in the same place At the right time. Justice will be served. There will be no better or worse, No big and small, no rewards, no punishment, No guilt, no judges, no hierarchies; Only silent equality.

All dust is the same dust. Temporarily separated To go peacefully And enjoy the eternal nap.

Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.

From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me.

I can see myself before myself - a being through dark scenery.