One Cannot Apologize For Something Fundamental, And

I Hope Death Will Be A Great Happiness, A Happiness As Great As That Of Love, Fulfilled Love

Trees Are Sanctuaries. Whoever Knows How To Speak To Them, Whoever Knows How To Listen To Them, Can Learn The Truth. They Do Not Preach Learning And Precepts, They Preach, Undeterred By Particulars, The Ancient Law Of Life.

My Real Self Wanders Elsewhere, Far Away, Wanders On And On Invisibly And Has Nothing To Do With My Life.

Within You There Is A Stillness And Sanctuary To Which You Can Retreat At Any Time And Be Yourself

I Will No Longer Mutilate And Destroy Myself In Order To Find A Secret Behind The Ruins.