I could bear it,one day passed by and another,and all the time i feel like hung in chains over the edge of an abyss...
i was strungle as i might,could not turn myself to the solid earth,could not get footing,i was suspended on the edge of a void,writhing....
i kept still,expecting the extremity to pass away,expecting to find myself release into the world of the living,after this extremity of penance,but it did not pass,and a crisis gained...
my heart rang with fear,i couldn't bear another with the bottomless pit of nothingness.i was frightened deeply and coldly,frightened in my soul....
i didn't believe in my own strenghth anymore,i couldn't fall into this infinite void and rise again.i must seek reinforcement any further than this..
it brough me into a line a bit,and i can't live unless i do came into line somewhere,it's no good trying to toe the line,when our impulse is to smash up the line...
make it,instead of chooping myself to fit the world,chop the world down to fit myself,as matter of fact two expectional people make another world in an extraordinary world of liberty...
this loneliness,this state of constant unfailing repudation,was a strain,a suffering,a terrible desire for pure love,timed for destruction must die now...
and so....the knowledge of this reached a finalty,a finishing,and would carry of in death or down fall,and there's a long way to go before we disappear....
