On ephemerals,
I snooze while two butterflies...

Is a real performer to perform in real life?
Are all of these acts...

Looking into the paradox of distance and...
choosing between the destination...

Smile in the mirror with all your cries,
all your tender spots, raw...

There was a little puppy
named Asskan...

You macerate me and
I create art...

We live in time
and die...

Centripetal and centrifugal,
two core of an oval mirror...

O Johnny, Johnny
these eggs are double yolked...

_Why when we are looking for everything,
we would always end up with nothing...

Clocks disguise the time
in the acts of rotations...

Truth cannot be used as the mean of cruelty.
Love overrides all the human values & virtues...