Loneliness was born in the same very moment as mankind. We can never master it---we have to learn to live with it—just as we learn to live with the snow.

Thinking in Another Brain

I threw myself out

I cannot think me

To see the better world

Or yet better me

I threw myself out

No biased at all

I am part of you now

Let be your call

I threw myself out

To find

To think

To see

We are all the same

Thinking in another brain…