With All This Darkness Round Me I

All That Is Active, All That Is Enveloped In Time And Space, Is Endowed With What Might Be Described As An Abstract, Ideal And Absolute Impermeability.

In My Head There Are Several Windows, That I Do Know, But Perhaps It Is Always The Same One, Open Variously On The Parading Universe.

We Are All Born Crazy. Some Remain That Way.

Better Hope Deferred Than None.

All Has Not Been Said And Never Will Be.