I See A Poem As A Multi-coloured

I Don't Resist Progress, But I Have A Growing Feeling That Mankind Uses It Mostly For Disgraceful Purposes.

The First 90% Of The Job Takes 90% Of The Time. The Remaining 10% Of The Job Requires Another 90% Of The Time. The First Condition Of Immortality Is Death.

Where Do Consequences Lead? Depends On The Escort.

Not Only Does God Play Dice With The World He Does Not Let Us See What He Has Rolled.

I Felt Myself Being Invaded Through And Through, I Crumbled, Disintegrated, And Only Emptiness Remained.