Nothing fools one as
being unable to make...

Our nakedness is not as deluding as our attires.
Love is a nude self-recognition...

Come to your true self
to defend truth and justice...

You, my creation, my art,
you every throb...

One for everyone
and everyone for one, deems...

She was crying
like I could never stop her...

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

Worship Him in the temple of beauty
in all places...

These gaudy people,
they all are nothing but ears...

Silence isn't voiceless
it's the very existence...

In the void’s still eye,
zero hums with everything...

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