The moonchild swims between three worlds and never stop crying.
The madman travels between three worlds and never stop laughing.

"You were on which tower?"
"Does it matter?"
"Probably not."
"Did you jump?"
"No...the tower collapsed so technically I fell..."

Between the two pillars, the middle path awaits. 

Feeling cold under the sun? Winter has taken your heart as his lover. 

When all is revealed, put back the veil so the seekers will be pleased.

The gate opens and my demons dancing around me, unwilling to go back to sleep.

Words are my only company and even then they are not real. 

...we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least a laugh.
- nietzsche 

He who no longer sees evil and good no longer suffers.

Waterboy

"Collect drops by drops until an ocean is formed." Those were the instructions but patience was lacking and his curiosity has gone too far not to go the other way. So he decided to grab the nearest ocean and make a run for it. Holding an ocean on his little shoulders, the boy escaped the furious mob but all the running caused the ocean to be unsettled and he tripped and fell to the ground.

Everyday, rise and fall.
This unit.

The process of mutating is constant.

世界没有了得宇宙