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Destroy yourselves, you who are desperate, and you who are tortured in body and soul, abandon all hope. There is no more solace for you in this world. The world lives off your rotting flesh.

Antonin Artaud

We have the right to lie, but not about the heart of the matter.
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Feeling Heart Lying Right
Admittedly or not, conscious or unconscious, the poetic state, a transcendent experience of life, is what the public is fundamentally seeking through love, crime, drugs, war, or insurrection.
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Conscious Crime Drugs Experience Fundamental Poetry Public War
Actors are athletes of the heart.
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Actor Athlete Heart One Liner
With society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that follows.
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Follow Language Public Society
Before our eyes is fought a battle of symbols, for there can be theatre only from the moment when the impossible really begins and when the poetry that occurs on the stage sustains and superheats the realized symbols.
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Battle Beginning Eyes Impossible Ourselves Realize Stage Symbol Theatre
The race of prophets is extinct. Europe is becoming set in its ways, slowly embalming itself beneath the wrappings of its borders, its factories, its law-courts and its universities. The frozen Mind cracks between the mineral staves which close upon it.
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Extinct Mindset Slow University Way Wrap
The true theater, because it moves and makes use of living instruments, continues to stir up shadows where life has never ceased to grope its way.
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Instrument Live Shadow Theatre True Way
No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.
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Built Exception Hell Paint Writing
Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others.
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Death Poet Poetry Reading Worth Writing
The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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Language Noise Ruin Theatre Writing
I do not work within the confines of any realm. I work in the unique moment of duration.
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Moments Myself Unique Work
I am adding another language to the spoken language, and I am trying to restore to the language of speech its old magic, its essential spellbinding power, for its mysterious possibilities have been forgotten.
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Essential Forget Language Myself Mysterious Possible Talk
Don’t tire yourself more than need be, even at the price of founding a culture on the fatigue of your bones.
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Bone Culture Fatigue Price Yourself
I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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Actor Burning Call Flame Laughter Myself
I myself am an absolute abyss.
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Absolute Instagram Captions Myself Space
A tainted society has invented psychiatry to defend itself against the investigations of certain superior intellects whose faculties of divination would be troublesome.
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Asylum Defend Divine Intellectual Society Trouble

Destroy yourselves, you who are desperate, and you who are tortured in body and soul, abandon all hope. There is no more solace for you in this world. The world lives off your rotting flesh.

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Destroy yourselves, you who are desperate, and you who are tortured in body and soul, abandon all hope. There is no more solace for you in this world. The world lives off your rotting flesh.

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