Society: an inferno of saviors!

In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.

We interest others by the misfortune we spread around us.

By what aberration has suicide, the only truly normal action, become the attribute of the flawed?

If just once you were depressed for no reason, you have been so all your life without knowing.

Better to be an animal than a man, an insect than an animal, a plant than an insect, and so on. Salvation? Whatever diminishes the kingdom of consciousness and compromises its supremacy.

We understand God by everything in ourselves that is fragmentary, incomplete, and inopportune.