What if my whole life,
The pain remained?
That same pain -
That same fear -
The boy's frightened look of agony.

We shall all of us die.
The world is too much;
We will be nothing.
Maybe I - conscious
of some other being,

May teach you more of man
Oratorically and gesticulating,
He lives then! Happiness courts the light!
Do you still prefer IT? Poor fellow, strange creature.
And now it seems to me - in silence...

What is grass?
Perpetual payment of perpetual loan?
Oh! Zero to the bone!
Space and Time; I see it's truth.
I am large. I exist as I am -- no more have I.