Revision Is Not Going Back And Fussing

Read Between The Lines.then Meet Me In The Silence If You Can.

Once More I Realize That Solitude Is My Element, And The Reason Is That Extreme Awareness Of Other People (all Naturally Solitary People Must Feel This) Precludes Awareness Of One's Self, So After A While The Self No Longer Knows That It Exists.

I Tell The Gods Are Still Alive / And They Are Not Consoling.

What We Have Not Has Made Us What We Are. / ... / What We Are Not Drives Us To Consummation.

Pain Can Make A Whole Winter Bright, Like Fever, Force Us To Live Deep And Hard.