Life Is So Uncertain: You Never Know

Death Was Not The Opposite Of Life. It Was Already Here, Within My Being, It Had Always Been Here, And No Struggle Would Permit Me To Forget That.

Everyone Just Keeps On Disappearing. Some Things Vanish, Like They Were Cut Away. Others Fade Slowly Into The Mist. And All That Remains Is A Desert.

It's Basically Impossible For Everybody's Justice To Prevail Or Everybody's Happiness To Triumph, So Chaos Takes Over.

It Was A Small Room With Dim Light Coming In The Window, Reminiscent Of Old Polish Films.

In His Own Way, He's Lived Life With All The Intensity He Could Muster.