I Am Not Convinced That There Is

But What Was A Body? Dust, Dung, Urine, Itches. It Was The Light Within Which Was Important, And It Was Not Significant If That Light Endured After Death, Or If The Soul Was Blinded Eternally In The Endless Night Of The Suspired Flesh.

The American Insanity For Loving Everybody Is Ruining My Good Temper And Delivering My Stomach To Enormous Bouts With Acidity.

The Human Race Is Not Very Admirable. It Was A Big Mistake Of God's.

People Are Scared To Death Of Dying. I Am The Opposite.

We Are Not Old Unless We Desire To Be.