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I Am Your Fairy Tale. Your Dream. Your Wishes And Desires, And I Am Your Thirst And Your Hunger And Your Food And Your Drink.

Where A Beast Would Have Claws, I Was Born With Talent

I've Solved The Mystery: You Have To Submit Silently. Open Up, Let Go. Let Anything Penetrate You, Even The Most Painful Things. Endure. Bear Up. That's The Magic Key! The Text Comes By Itself, And Its Meaning Shakes The Soul. You Mustn't Let Scar Tissue Form On Your Wounds; You Have To Keep Ripping Them Open In Order To Turn Your Insides Into A Marvelous Instrument That Is Capable Of Anything. All This Has Its Price.

It Is True What Rimbaud Said; If You Think A Book Is Strong Enough, Try It At The Ocean, In The Wind, At The Waves. If The Book Can Resist The Ocean, Then It Exists. Otherwise, Throw It Away.

I Don't Need Anybody To Tell Me How To Be Alive.