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You cannot embody subjectivity until you become Evil. In the same way, you cannot know other people without embodying them. To know yourself is human. To know others is superhuman.
You cannot embody subjectivity until you become Evil. In the same way, you cannot know other people without embodying them. To know yourself is human. To know others is superhuman.
Story: man has a flash of pleasure/enjoyment while sitting on a leather chair. He feels the skin against his skin, falls in love with how beautiful it is, how it makes his body feel cool and alive and stops feeling guilty about the leather chair, about the death behind
Aeden Cade is pure aesthetics. Weight, light, heat. What I am called to do—what is logical for me in terms of value regarding literary criticism—is to lead the reader into developing their sensitivity towards beauty in writing. For the humans of today, seeing is the most heightened sense.
After he suffered the hornet sting there was no inhibition. He returned to the door; the hole found carved out of the wood. Buzzing about above he watched them set to attack. He raised the can and shot the foam. The goop drowned them all. An honest kill. In an
I have always only been able to read a little at a time. I want hit hard, upfront, to get free. I work all day building or repairing or maintaining or purchasing that I go dry on the flow of words and days pass where day and night turn on