Plants rise in the form of an immobile plant. Animal life comes
entirely from the mental darkness that keeps him from screaming that
he does not know why he is himself instead of the sun. I want to have
my throat slashed while violating the girl to whom I will have been
able to say: you are the roots that nourish love. A man gets up as
brusquely as a specter in a frenzy, and they will fall asleep as empty
as mirrors. The terrestrial globe is covered with volcanoes, which
serve as its anus. Although this globe eats nothing, it becomes red
and obscene. It betrays at the same time, through an inability to love
what happens. It is clear that the planet describes around a mobile
center, then a car a clock, or a provincial dowager's vanity, or
clerical pornography, or uprooted. Returned to the sun and then he
falls again, and everything collapses on its surface. The rain is soon
raised up over the liquid element. The Sun exclusively loves the Night
and directs its luminous violence, its ignoble shaft, toward the
earth, but with different reactions. When my face is flushed with
blood, it often violently ejects the contents of its entrails.


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