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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!

Arthur Rimbaud

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.
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Blood Burn Dreams Heart Myself Soft Time Tree
I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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Myself Name Night Poet Record Silence Writing
What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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Courage Death Love Myself Old
True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
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Creativity Formula Impulse Memories Nourish True
To whom shall I hire myself out? What beast should I adore? What holy image is attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lies shall I uphold? In what blood tread?
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Admire Blood Evil Heart Image Monster Myself
The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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Kiss Light Rise Sea
I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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Believe Hell Myself
And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.
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Alive Believe Forever Hell Man Myself True
And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.
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Dreams Man Myself Poem Sea Time
Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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Creativity Memories Nourish Yourself
The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.
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Animal Consumption Himself Leaves Myself Wolf
Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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Forever Yourself
True life is elsewhere.
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Life One Liner True
What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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Life True World
My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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Compare Myself Wait Wisdom
The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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Himself Pain Poet

And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!

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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!

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