Deleted member 632
- Dec 6, 2018
You should become a writer or do something similar to poetry as can be seen by your poem/text.
Alas, the gates of life never swing open except upon death, never open except upon the palaces and gardens of death. And the universe appears to me like an immense, inexorable torture-garden… What I saw today, and what I heard, exists and cries and howls beyond this garden, which is no more than a symbol to me of the entire earth