Eroticism Is Assenting To Life Even In

The Owl Flies, In The Moonlight, Over A Field Where The Wounded Cry Out. Like The Owl, I Fly In The Night Over My Own Misfortune.

I Think That Knowledge Enslaves Us, That At The Base Of All Knowledge There Is A Servility, The Acceptation Of A Way Of Life Wherein Each Moment Has Meaning Only In Relation To Another Or Others That Will Follow It.

If I Give Up The Viewpoint Of Action, My Perfect Nakedness Is Revealed To Me.

Eroticism Is The Approval Of Life Unto Death.

The Preceding Criticism Justifies The Following Definition Of The Entire Human: Human Existence As The Life Of "unmotivated" Celebration, Celebration In All Meaning Of The Word: Laughter, Dancing, Orgy, The Rejection Of Subordination, And Sacrifice That Scornfully Puts Aside Any Consideration Of Ends, Property, And Morality.