These grim streets, the ones that never sleep, the toxic funnels that bind Ces sinistres rues, celles qui ne dorment jamais, les entonnoirs toxiques qui relient la the city, they are like Narakas, transporting from this nowhere to another aville, sont comme le Naraka, transportant un flot incessant d’âmes lasses d’un ceaseless flow of weary…
There are millions of them, young in spirit, open eyed in anticipation, Il y en a des millions, des jeunes esprits, alertes et aguerris, vieillissant avec un growing old with an undying potential that the system they are potentiel impérissable que le système dans lequel ils sont nés ne laisseraborn into will never let them…
Without affection our flesh is but a mortal sheath, a material extension of Sans affection notre chair n’est qu’une enveloppe mortelle, une extension matérielle our psyche that will seek the stimulating effects of other materials to de notre psyché qui cherchera les effets stimulants d’autres matériaux pour combler supplement its absence. Only through the touch…
Libido as the realisation of potential, like the bolt of lightening, when struck La libido comme réalisation de son potentiel, comme frappé directement par directly and channeled efficiently, can create an instant crystallisation in theun éclair que l’on canalise efficacement, peut provoquer une cristallisation mind, fusing the most precious elements from within’ to create instantanée…
When the fool falls in Love he becomes the Clown. If the Clown falls in Love he dies and is reborn the Farmer. When the farmer falls in Love he becomes the King. If the King falls in Love he becomes the Shadow.
