A thing of beauty is joy forever. John Keats
A man lives not only his personal life, as an individual, but also, consciously or unconsciously the life of his epoch and his contemporaries. Thomas Mann
These days,
I had enough gloomy silence,
enough, enough silent gloom,
enough damned struggle with myself,
enough cursed wierd argument with,
the enough cold rationalists,
and enough painful sympathetic sentiments
as well as the bloody ugly rationalizations, reasons.
Enough, enough, enough,
I decide to get rid of,
to just embrace what I feel.