All Idealism Is Falsehood In The Face

The God On The Cross Is A Curse On Life, A Signpost To Seek Redemption From Life; Dionysus Cut To Pieces Is A Promise Of Life: It Will Be Eternally Reborn And Return Again From Destruction

About What We Neither Know Nor Feel Precisely While Awake-whether We Have A Good Or A Bad Conscience Toward A Certain Person-our Dreams Instruct Us Fully And Unambiguously.

Our Faith In Others Betrays That We Would Rather Have Faith In Ourselves. Our Longing For A Friend Is Our Betrayer. And Often With Our Love We Want Merely To Overcome Envy. And Often We Attack And Make Ourselves Enemies, To Conceal That We Are Vulnerable.

Some Men Are Born Posthumously.

At Present I Am Light, Now I Fly, Now I See Myself Below Me, Now A God Dances Through Me.