The Body Is An Instrument Which Only

It Is A Sign Of Great Inner Insecurity To Be Hostile To The Unfamiliar.

One May Gain One Truth At The Expense Of Another.

This Diary Is My Kief, Hashish And Opium Pipe. This Is My Drug And My Vice.

I Will Always Be The Virgin-prostitute, The Perverse Angel, The Two-faced Sinister And Saintly Woman.

I Have An Attitude Now That Is Immovable. I Shall Remain Outside Of The World, Beyond The Temporal, Beyond All The Organizations Of The World. I Only Believe In Poetry.