Darken your room, shut the door, empty your mind. You are still in great company.

The more Chaotic I am, the more complete I am.

My desires sprang forth as a mighty sun - all embracing - associating in the form - vortex, to enjoy ALL consciousness

Darken your room, shut the door, empty your mind. You are still in great company.

I am God, and all other gods are my imagery. I gave birth to myself. I am millions of forms excreating; eternal; and nothing exists except through me; yet I am not them they serve me.

Art is the instinctive application of the knowledge latent in the subconscious.

Give me the death of my soul. Intoxicate me with self-love.