Eroticism, It May Be Said, Is Assenting

In The Helter-skelter Of This Book, I Didn't Develop My Views As Theory. In Fact, I Even Believe That Efforts Of That Kind Are Tainted With Ponderousness. Nietzsche Wrote "with His Blood," And Criticizing, Or, Better, Experiencing Him Means Pouring Out One's Lifeblood. It Was Only With My Life That I Wrote The Nietzsche Book That I Had Planned.

An Intention That Rejects What Has No Meaning In Fact Is A Rejection Of The Entirety Of Being.

Crime Is A Fact Of The Human Species, A Fact Of That Species Alone, But It Is Above All The Secret Aspect, Impenetrable And Hidden. Crime Hides, And By Far The Most Terrifying Things Are Those Which Elude Us.

The Power Of Death Signifies That This Real World Can Only Have A Neutral Image Of Life, That Life's Intimacy Does Not Reveal It's Dazzling Consumption Until The Moment It Gives Out.

Entirety Exists Within Me As Exuberance In Empty Longing In The Desire To Burn With Desire.