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Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.

Antonin Artaud

Poetry is a dissociating and anarchic force which through analogy, associations and imagery, thrives on the destruction of known relationships.
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Destruction Force Image Poetry Relationahip Thrive
Cruelty signifies rigor, implacable intention and decision, irreversible and absolute determination.
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Cruelty Decision Determination Intention
A real theatrical experience shakes the calm of the senses, liberates the compressed unconscious and drives towards a kind of potential revolt.
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Drive Experience Kind Liberty Potential Reality Revolution Shake
When we speak the word ‘life,’ it must be understood we are not referring to life as we know it from its surface of fact, but to that fragile, fluctuating center which forms never reach.
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Form Fragile Life Reach Surface Talk Word
In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.
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Mindset Ourselves Present Skin State
This is why true beauty never strikes us directly. The setting sun is beautiful because of all it makes us lose.
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Beautiful Direction Lose True
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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Genius Head Himself Life Preparation Shine Solution Understand
So society has strangled in its asylums all those it wanted to get rid of or protect itself from, because they refused to become its accomplices in certain great nastinesses.
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Asylum Greatness Protect Protection Refusal Society
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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Angel Human Live Need Pain Strength Swallow Understand
I cannot conceive any work of art as having a separate existence from life itself.
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Art Existence Life Myself Separate Work
There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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Character Sex Theatre
Life consists of burning up questions.
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Burning Consist Life One Liner Question
I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.
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Death Hold Live Myself Terror
You are quite unnecessary, young man!
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Man Necessary Quite Young
I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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Actor Burning Call Flame Laughter Myself
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

Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.

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