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We Believe That An Individual Must Endeavor To Assume The Universalism Inherent In The Human Condition.

Zombies, Believe Me, Are More Terrifying Than Colonists.

The Gaze That The Colonized Subject Casts At The Colonist's Sector Is A Look Of Lust, A Look Of Envy. Dreams Of Possession. Every Type Of Possession; Of Sitting At The Colonist's Table And Sleeping In His Bed, Preferably With His Wife. The Colonized Man Is An Envious Man.

Culture Has Never The Translucidity Of Custom; It Abhors All Simplification. In Its Essence It Is Opposed To Custom, For Custom Is Always The Deterioration Of Culture.

When People Like Me, They Like Me "in Spite Of My Color." When They Dislike Me; They Point Out That It Isn't Because Of My Color. Either Way, I Am Locked In To The Infernal Circle.