It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure. One is never so dangerous when one has no shame, than when one has grown too old to blush. Your body is the church where Nature asks to be reverenced. Destruction, hence, like creation, is one of Nature's mandates. Miserable creatures, thrown for a moment on the surface of this little pile of mud, is it decreed that one half of the flock should be the persecutor of the other? Is it for you, mankind, to pronounce on what is good and what is evil? It is only by enlarging the scope of one's tastes and one's fantasies, by sacrificing everything to pleasure, that that unfortunate individual called man, thrown despite himself into this sad world, can succeed in gathering a few roses . . .”
~Salutations~
"Welcome to the Darkside. We have cookies."
Friday, April 24, 2009
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