Into X [English translation]

Let's be honest, did you really believe that man is the crown of creation, the image of God?

Not really, right? The worst beast is us. That much is sure. Man doubts his sanity rather than his perception. Not exactly the optimal condition for logical thinking!

And then you say, I am insane?

In my body lives a stranger! No idea how it sustains that. The loneliness fragments us all sometime. Treasures, I should have known. Somehow strange, I look in the mirror and do not recognize myself any more. Wonderful; how this empty face stares at me with its ice-cold look. Motionless, lifeless.

Allow me to think for a moment... Out of chaos develops alleged order, yes? And out of order, chaos? That's how it is, right? What is, therefore, the point of it all? And what good is the petty discourse over things that we can never change?... Regardless, knowledge is no power anyway, more so ballast. Is it really not getting through your heads? In the end, the question is still always the same: You or me!