Blocked Nose Every Morning I know that ....

Fiere quaedam est voluptas. Ovid.

man's heart is a mystery
inscrutable image of the ocean,
maze without limits or end;
enjoyed yesterday and today suffers
cried yesterday and where the wilderness of pain watching,
today is a garden.

This is the law, the law that forced
all live, good and evil,
the child, old, man, woman,
the vassal and the king, the opulent
and the proletariat, the know
thirsty and tired to know.

...

I do not know what I want, what I want;
sometimes obscures the light myself, sometimes in darkness
look better, sometimes the rest
fatigue me;
when I move, sometimes mitigates

What Happening To Javtalk

This was written up a couple of decades in a wall of the central restaurant of the National University of Colombia in Bogot'a.

Viles have, but large m'as vile. Habr'a a humble
for each superb. We will
wing that other wing,
and two wings fly better.
... Jos'e
Marti.