I Could Not Write About "ordinary People"

Through All This Horror My Cat Stalked Unperturbed. Once I Saw Him Monstrously Perched Atop A Mountain Of Bones, And Wondered At The Secrets That Might Lie Behind His Yellow Eyes.

Religion Itself Is An Absurdity And An Anomaly, And Paganism Is Acceptable Only Because It Represents That Purely Orgiastic Phase Of Religion Farthest From Reality.

Sometimes One Feels That It Would Be Merciful To Tear Down These Houses, For They Must Often Dream.

I Love To Dream, But I Never Try To Dream And Think At The Same Time.

That Is Not Dead Which Can Eternal Lie, And With Strange Aeons Even Death May Die.