Everybody talks, but there is no conversation.
I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.
I can see myself before myself - a being through dark scenery.
We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.
If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?
Dream by making and make by dreaming.