It is not a hundred percent balance
when you do not have any imbalance...

The life's aspiration is to defeat time
in overcoming...

Without a conscience
there is no consciousness of beauty...

Skies are so grey.
It is pouring inside out...

Why must we always
pretend in order to be...

Hiding in behind
the beauty of your own mask...

The nature of dream
is wakefulness...

The blood of whom they
worship: the blood of those they...

We keep on going
for we are not really...

We appreciate
what we have had right after...

Time is heartless but
its claws are not as lengthened...

You are speaking and
bubbles spring out of your mouth...