All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
ANTONIN ARTAUDPoetry is a dissociating and anarchic force which through analogy, associations and imagery, thrives on the destruction of known relationships.
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Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others.
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I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.
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Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
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Leave the caves of being. Come. The mind breathes outside the mind. The time has come to abandon your lodgings. Surrender to the Universal Thought. The Marvelous is at the root of the mind.
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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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I am a man by virtue of my hands and my feet, my belly, my heart of meat, my stomach whose knots reunite me to the putrefaction of life.
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There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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I have need of angels. Enough hell has swallowed me for too many years. But finally understand this–I have burned up one hundred thousand human lives already, from the strength of my pain.
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In consciousness dwells the wondrous, with it man attains the realm beyond the material, and the Peyote tells us, where to find it.
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By suicide I introduce my design in nature, I shall for the first time give things the shape of my will … now I choose the direction of my thought and the direction of my faculties, my tendencies, my reality.
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When I think about myself, my thought seeks itself in the ether of a new space. I am on the moon as others are on their balconies. I participate in planetary gravitation in the fissures of my mind.
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Squander your riches far from this unfeeling body to which no season, either spiritual or sensual, makes any difference.
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I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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Poetry is a dissociating and anarchic force which through analogy, associations and imagery, thrives on the destruction of known relationships.
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There is in every madman a misunderstood genius whose idea, shining in his head, frightened people, and for whom delirium was the only solution to the strangulation that life had prepared for him.
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