What If I Slept A Little More

What If I Slept A Little More And Forgot About All This Nonsense.

I Like To Make Use Of What I Know

By Imposing Too Great A Responsibility, Or Rather, All Responsibility, On Yourself, You Crush Yourself.

Evil Is The Radiation Of The Human Consciousness In Certain Transitional Positions. It Is Not Actually The Sensual World That Is Amere Appearance; What Is So Is The Evil Of It, Which, Admittedly, Is What Constitutes The Sensual World In Our Eyes.

In A Certain Sense The Good Is Comfortless.