Indeed, The Direction Of The Future Is

I Believe That Truth Has Only One Face: That Of A Violent Contradiction.

Eroticism Differs From Animal Sexuality In That Human Sexuality Is Limited By Taboos And The Domain Of Eroticism Is That Of The Transgression Of These Taboos. Desire In Eroticism Is The Desire That Triumphs Over The Taboo. It Presupposes Man In Conflict With Himself.

By Inner Experience I Understand That Which One Usually Calls Mystical Experience: The States Of Ecstasy, Of Rapture, At Least Of Meditated Emotion. But I Am Thinking Less Of Confessional Experience, To Which One Has Had To Adhere Up To Now, That Of An Experience Laid Bare, Free Of Ties, Even Of An Origin, Of Any Confession Whatever. This Is Why I Don't Like The Word Mystical.

Existence As Entirety Remains Beyond Any One Meaning And It Is The Conscious Presence Of Humanness In The World Inasmuch As This Is Nonmeaning, Having Nothing To Do Other Than Be What It Is, No Longer Able To Go Beyond Itself Or Give Itself Some Kind Of Meaning Through Action.

Incredible Nervous State, Trepidation Beyond Words: To Be This Much In Love Is To Be Sick (and I Love To Be Sick).