All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.

If you don't know where you are currently standing, you're dead.

God is love. Yes or no? No.

...and a dream away in space with neither her nor there where all the footsteps ever fell can never fare nearer to anywhere nor from anywhere further away. Nor for in the end again by degrees or as though switched on dark falls there again that certain dark that alone certain ashes can. Through it who knows yet another end beneath a cloudless sky of a last end if ever there had to be another absolutely had to be.

But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!

I can't go on. I'll go on.

I have nothing but wastes and wilds of self-translation before me for many miserable months to come.