Music Is A Beautiful Opiate, If You

The Essential Thing Is To Want To Sing. This Then Is A Song. I Am Singing.

Let Me Be, Was All I Wanted. Be What I Am, No Matter How I Am.

Who Hates The Jews More Than The Jew?

For Some Reason Or Other Man Looks For The Miracle, And To Accomplish It He Will Wade Through Blood. He Will Debauch Himself With Ideas, He Will Reduce Himself To A Shadow If For Only One Second Of His Life He Can Close His Eyes To The Hideousness Of Reality. Everything Is Endured-disgrace, Humiliation, Poverty, War, Crime, Ennui-in The Belief That Overnight Something Will Occur, A Miracle, Which Will Render Life Tolerable.

To Make Living Itself An Art, That Is The Goal.