If I could breathe the hate I found in humanity I would be suffocated by its virulent fogs If I could live in my way - no mercenaries I would count on the pain, the only thing I own I am a man... I am without a leg If I look down I realize that I dont even have the other one I am a legless man and I dont have my left arm I dont have the right one either and I have no spinal column I have no hands... I dont have eyes...I dont have hair theres a lack of nose and ears in my face, I cant see anything of me: I am a black fly I am misery: I am nothing: you made me a non-man dear doctor world and if I transgress against your catechism I hope many will follow me! If I exist I am no one else: I dont acknowledge in me this equivocal pluralism My subjectivity and the Creator its way too much for just a brain this place... in where huge instinctive pulsions are lost: here there is the Final Apocalypse
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 21:09:45 +0000
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