The Cause Of The World's Woe Is

For The First Time In My Life The Weather Was Not Something That Touched Me, That Caressed Me, Froze Or Sweated Me, But Became Me.

Don't Touch Me, I'm Full Of Snakes.

You Seek Identity In The Midst Of Indistinguishab Le Chaos, In Sprawling Nameless Reality.

Because The Only People For Me Are The Mad Ones.

So Long And Take It Easy, Because If You Start Taking Things Seriously, It Is The End Of You.