Don't think of words when you stop but to see picture better.
fear life but don't die, your alone, everybody's alone, oh Cody Pomeray you can't win you can't lose all is ephemeral all is hurt
There is universal substance which is divine substance because where else can it be?
Between incomprehensible and incoherent sits the madhouse. I am not in the madhouse.
My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.
As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind.