Devil and God – two sides of the same face.
A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.
To dream on occasion is not dreaming, To love on occasion is not love.
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.
Every thought about death takes a moment of life away.
Dream by making and make by dreaming.