Nothing is my

birthplace and nowhere

is my destination.

 

All philosophies are wind

perfumed with human

pride, vanishing with

the passing hours.

 

Man is not chosen of

God or the devil or

even chance, which has

the same regard for

grass and stone and 

every shaggy dog.

The sun is only a

gift of fortune and

so is a woman's love.

 

From nothing to nowhere

is all the history there is,

 

             -- Charles Angoff             

From Nothing To Nowhere

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