To the love of "Orson Welles"
Let me die for what is right...

Anything ephemeral
in its burn...

You are somebody
when you learn...

So, in the depthless world
you might no longer be beautiful...

Love is in the eyes of beholder.
Love is...

Every truth
is hidden in the moment of a bird silence...

-Why each thing must end?
-For the reason dear, they are...

What if enemy
is in you telling you who...

Humanity is
the experiences of...

The waltz of beauty
and the very cognizance...

Until we're alive
we're still awaiting the pain...

Time is spiral though
without history it is...