The Loathing Of Mankind Is A Force

I Was Not Afraid Of What I Did Not Like. To Overcome Dislike Of A Thing Often Satisfied One's Feeling Of Honour.

He Who Does Not Understand A Joke, He Does Not Understand Danish.

The Loathing Of Mankind Is A Force That Surprises And Overwhelms One, Fed By Hundreds Of Springs Concealed His Subconsciousness. One Only Detects Its Presence After Having Long Entertained It Unawares.

Under The Dominion Of The Priests Our Earth Became The Ascetic Planet; A Squalid Den Careering Through Space, Peopled By Discontented And Arrogant Creatures, Who Were Disgusted With Life, Abhorred Their Globe As A Vale Of Tears, And Who In Their Envy And Hatred Of Beauty And Joy Did Themselves As Much Harm As Possible.

What Has Here Happened Is That The Instinct Of Cruelty, Which Has Turned Inwards, Has Become Self-torture, And All Man's Animal Instincts Have Been Reinterpreted As Guilt Towards God. Every Nay Man Utters To His Nature, To His Real Being, He Flings Out As A Yea, An Affirmation Of Reality Applied To God's Sanctity