The glory of the living
Jam looking for a form containing forms; forms with very little form... forms in which writing would become a free act despite the inescapable constraint of submitting to the desire to express, to explore who we are.
In short, the best we can hope for in the face of morbidity in behaviour and life choices.
Adult, your world is a mistake from start to finish. You have been wrong and always will be. In doing so, you are dragging us, those of us who do not want to be part of your world.
We have the opportunity to give our lives another meaning. This margin of freedom is called art. This is where Mr. Hyde comes to the aid of the frightened Dr. Jekyll...
Magnificent arrogance of an ordinary hero: Live to get hard and enjoy the world! "Suck it, this is my cock! Drink, this is my sperm! »
The preparation of the Fates is for me to live a whole life every day. It is to experience psychic death, so much one idea is dead to the next
It is human and tribal to have to be constantly reassured about one's membership in a community and the relative state of one's loneliness
Even if it is dangerous to understand it literally, the Amok is nevertheless a phenomenon on which the being in search of itself must lean
I have nothing to offer that will satisfy you perfectly. Come: to see. Leave: without saying anything. Think about it : whatever you want...
A livable world. In the experiment, I am my own guinea pig. You are free to choose a similar place. All are possible.
Methodology of the Fates addressed to the public : incentives to play, temptation of possibilities, how to intervene... everything tends to push to the staging of oneself
It is, when all that remains to my senses is the fleeting and deep trace like a gash, what I retain of a spectacle... or of a man: the preserved void.
