I'd Say That The Question Whether Love

It’s True This World Our Breathing Laboured Inspires Nothing More Than Obvious Disgust A Desire To Flee Without Our Share And No Longer Read The Headlines We Long To Return To Our Ancestral Home Where Our Forebears Once Lived Under An Angel’s Wing We Long To Find That Strange Morality Which Sanctified Life To The End We Crave Something Like Loyalty Like The Embrace Of Mild Addictions Something That Transcends Yet Contains Life We Cannot Live Far From Eternity

To The End, I Will Remain A Child Of Europe, Of Worry And Of Shame. I Have No Message Of Hope To Deliver. For The West, I Do Not Feel Hatred. At Most I Feel A Great Contempt. I Know Only That Every Single One Of Us Reeks Of Selfishness, Masochism And Death. We Have Created A System In Which It Has Simply Become Impossible To Live, And What's More, We Continue To Export It.

Using A Big Word Like 'plagiarism'... Always Causes Some Damage. It Will Always Do Lasting Damage, Like Accusations Of Racism.

I Think She Is Going To Find You Too Old... Yes That Was It, The Moment She Said It I Knew It Was True, And The Revelation Caused Me No Surprise, It Was Like The Echo Of A Dull, Not Unexpected Shock. The Age Difference Was The Last Taboo, The Final Limit, All The Stronger For The Fact That It Remained The Last And Had Replaced All The Others. In The Modern World You Could Be A Swinger, Bi, Trans, Zoo Into S&m, But It Was Forbidden To Be Old.

Of Course, We Can Distinguish Between Males And Females; We Can Also, If We Choose, Distinguish Between Different Age Categories; But Any More Advanced Distinction Comes Close To Pedantry, Probably A Result Of Boredom. A Creature That Is Bored Elaborates Distinctions And Hierarchies. According To Hutchinson And Rawlins, The Development Of Systems Of Hierarchical Dominance Within Animal Societies Does Not Correspond To Any Practical Necessity, Nor To Any Selective Advantage; It Simply Constitutes A Means Of Combating The Crushing Boredom Of Life In The Heart Of Nature.