Darken your room, shut the door, empty your mind. You are still in great company.
It was the straying that found the path direct.
In a universe that defies description, all systems of belief can only be false.
Great thoughts are against all doctrines of conformity
Give me the death of my soul. Intoxicate me with self-love.
Only Art is Eternal Wisdom; what is not Art soon perishes. Art is the unconscious love of all things. ‘Learning’ will cease and Reality will become known when it comes to pass that every human being is an Artist.
The soul is the ancestral animals. The body is their knowledge.
Embrace reality by imagination.
I am God, and all other gods are my imagery. I gave birth to myself. I am millions of forms excreating; eternal; and nothing exists except through me; yet I am not them they serve me.
For I am I: ergo, the truth of myself; my own sphinx, conflict, chaos, vortex—asymmetric to all rhythms, oblique to all paths. I am the prism between black and white: mine own unison in duality.
In our solitariness… great depths are sometimes sounded. Truth hideth in company.
The more Chaotic I am, the more complete I am.
