I might have no future,
but I might have...

Before reaching the end,
life placed you before me...

You were a star,
shining brilliantly...

A samurai defends himself
when outnumbered...

Deserts are the earth’s thirst—
for you...

The key, is
that there are no keys...

Grace is a sublime state of consciousness
when the pebbles are eroded and round...

Nothing survives alone
if it is not particle of something else...

I was looking for heroes,
being ignored of the fact...

Lets conspire with this pavement
against our distances...

"God is dead "*
That’s why we are here so tragically lonely...

“They smell your mouth lest you dared to tell...
In perpetuum they flip...