"You're A Cow, Give Me Some Milk Or Else Go Home"
Throughout the day we stare at ourselves in hidden mirrors and we hide ourselves in smoke and we trick ourselves into believing that we are so much less or so much more than we really are. Altogether we're just here, under the ashheaps, hidden from the eyes of God. There is nothing more or less free than a human being, dependent on his own feelings and his own trickery and his own mind.
Just remember that the farther you are in the ash, the more you'll choke.
Just remember that the farther you are in the ash, the more you'll choke.