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The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask him to be content, ask him only to be calm, to believe that he has found his place. But only the madman is really calm.

Antonin Artaud

I see in the act of throwing the dice and of risking the affirmation of some intuitively felt truth, however uncertain, my whole reason for living.
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Act Affirmation Live Myself Reason Risk See Truth
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
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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Design Direction Introduction Myself Nature Reality Suicide Tendency
I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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Actor Burning Call Flame Laughter Myself
Tragedy on the stage is no longer enough for me, I shall bring it into my own life.
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Enough Life Myself Stage Tragedy
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
I do not like detached creation. Neither can I conceive of the mind as detached from itself. Each of my works, each diagram of myself, each glacial flowering of my inmost soul dribbles over me.
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Creation Diagram Mindset Myself Soul
I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.
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Born Earth Food Myself People Preference
If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.
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Destroy Myself Suicide Togetherness
How hard is it, when everything encourages us to sleep, though we may look about us with conscious, clinging eyes, to wake and yet look about us as in a dream, with eyes that no longer know their function and whose gaze is turned inward.
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Encouragement Function Hard Ourselves Sleep Wake Up
Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
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Chaos Myself Sarcasm Sink
There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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Asylum Death Insane
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
There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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Character Sex Theatre
Squander your riches far from this unfeeling body to which no season, either spiritual or sensual, makes any difference.
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Difference Feeling Rich Sensuality Spiritual
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

The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask him to be content, ask him only to be calm, to believe that he has found his place. But only the madman is really calm.

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The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask him to be content, ask him only to be calm, to believe that he has found his place. But only the madman is really calm.

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