Soon I’ll find the right words, they’ll be very simple… [Also known as:]One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
My witness is the empty sky.
Mankind is like dogs, not gods – as long as you don’t get mad they’ll bite you – but stay mad and you’ll never be bitten. Dogs don’t respect humility and sorrow.
Living: – the phantom of universal self-illusion emanating the huge vision of the world that takes millenniums to change.
How is there laughter, how is there joy, as this world is always burning?
Houses are full of things that gather dust…
Dreaming: – the phantom of self-illusion emanating visions that change every night.
All things are ignorant forms of pity in a dream already ended.
A man who allows wild passion to arise within, himself first burns his heart, then after burning adds the wind thereto which ignites the fire again, or not, as the case may be.
“Literature” is no longer Necessary Teaching is left…
