History marched to the drums of a clear idea...

The stars are not wanted now, put out every one Pack up the moon & dismantle the sun.

Those who will not reason, perish in the act. Those who will not act, perish for that reason.

All I have is a voice to undo the folded lie, the romantic lie in the brain of the sensual man-in-the-street and the lie of Authority whose buildings grope the sky: There is no such thing as the State and no one exists alone; Hunger allows no choice to the citizen or the police; We must love one another or die.

A man is a form of life that dreams in order to act and acts in order to dream.

Like love we don't know where or why Like love we cant compel or fly Like Love we often weep Like Love we seldom keep

To discover how to be human now is the reason we follow this star.