“If only I had a mind.”
CLICK CLICK CLACK.
“Drawn from rain and conceived in the form of a speculating trouble,
your brain is the finest.
The cobwebs which you find so fascinating will
adore you and infest your mind.
Your abode will turn to ashes and the bats will
cling: for that is what happens
when you have knowing.
A mind strips you down and builds you up.
It confuses your strengths with you weaknesses.
It is a mess of clouds.”