I Work Only With Lost And Founds.

For One Has The Right To Shout. So, I Am Shouting.

The Only Truth Is That I Live. Sincerely, I Live. Who Am I? Well, That's A Bit Much.

How Was She To Tie Herself To A Man Without Permitting Him To Imprison Her? And Was There Some Means Of Acquiring Things Without Those Things Possessing Her?

Things Were Somehow So Good That They Were In Danger Of Becoming Very Bad Because What Is Fully Mature Is Very Close To Rotting

What I Want Is To Live Of That Initial And Primordial Something That Was What Made Some Things Reach The Point Of Aspiring To Be Human.