The Savage Hatred I Feel For Crowds

A Nomad I Will Remain For Life, In Love With Distant And Uncharted Places.

Civilization, That Great Fraud Of Our Times, Has Promised Man That By Complicating His Existence It Would Multiply His Pleasures. ... Civilization Has Promised Man Freedom, At The Cost Of Giving Up Everything Dear To Him, Which It Arrogantly Treated As Lies And Fantasies. ... Hour By Hour Needs Increase And Are Nearly Always Unsatisfied, Peopling The Earth With Discontented Rebels. The Superfluous Has Become A Necessity And Luxuries Indispensable.

The Savage Hatred I Feel For Crowds Is Getting Worse, Natural Enemies That They Are Of Imagination And Of Thought.

I Think It Is Impossible For Human Minds To Think Of Death As A Final, Irrevocable End To Life.

The Farther Behind I Leave The Past, The Closer I Am To Forging My Own Character.