CALCULUS
CALCULUS
I translate the first aspect of the memory.
Which imagination opportunity in the narrowness of the spirit,
could not be done.
Which there consisted.
I do not think I can go back to my childhood memory.
All my thoughts you.
Within myself, I will get to know my
other half better.
That this I will deliver to you.
End of life the current that
alone does not flow.
In the rebuttal of my position the opponent.
Who is his monk.
Ruthlessly and pessimistically the future does not look.
Nor does it reconstruct its position.
In the opposite of essence only
hatred remains.
For which he is defeated and for
which he worships.