When I Look For My Existence I

He Who Tells The Truth Says Almost Nothing.

You Are Fastened To Them And Cannot Understand How, Because They Are Not Fastened To You.

When Your Suffering Is A Little Greater Than My Suffering I Feel That I Am A Little Cruel.

Would There Be This Eternal Seeking If The Found Existed?

All The Suns Labor To Kindle Your Flame And A Microbe Puts It Out.