I want to break you of your superstitionsYour poor position with foggy visionFrom you false propped up religionI want to offer you wisdomWords, facts,..
I am a river of longingSwerving and changingDraining myselfInto your desirous oceanWhile you evaporateSwelling the bodiesOf other oceans, seas,Lakes, ..
The cross stich of humanityIs too complicated to be comfortableComplexity and uncertaintyUnimaginably inevitableUnless one is blind with fearOr merely..