And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! - But the great Faith is Love!
The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.
What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?