Eroticism Is Assenting To Life Even In

Humanity-attached-to-the-task-of-changing-the-world, Which Is Only A Single And Fragmentary Aspect Of Humanity, Will Itself Be Changed In Humanity-as-entirety.

Eroticism Is Assenting To Life Even In Death.

We Want To Decipher Skies And Paintings, Go Behind These Starry Backgrounds Or These Painted Canvases And, Like Kids Trying To Find A Gap In A Fence, Try To Look Through The Cracks In The World.

Each Of Us Is Incomplete Compared To Someone Else - An Animal's Incomplete Compared To A Person... And A Person Compared To God, Who Is Complete Only To Be Imaginary.

Realism Gives Me The Impression Of A Mistake. Violence Alone Escapes The Feeling Of Poverty Of Those Realistic Experiences. Only Death And Desire Have The Force That Oppresses, That Takes One's Breath Away. Only The Extremism Of Desire And Death Enable One To Attain The Truth.