““I Am The Genre (Sonnet 2629) There is no time, only I am. There is no society, only I am. There is no law, only I am. There is no sacred, only I am. There is no genre, only I am. There is no poetry, only I am. There is no reason, only I am. There is no reality, only I am. There is nothing above me, nothing is underneath. The day I left the ape behind, the jungle lost a sheep. There is no truth, only love - there is no ethic, only empathy - everything else is mere accessory, used by the Human to lift up humanity.””
