June 2013
“Let my war against mankind endure through eternity, since each recognizes in the other his own degradation…since the two are mortal enemies. Whether I gain a disastrous victory or whether I succumb, the battle will be good: I, alone, against humanity. I shall not employ weapons made of wood or iron; I shall kick aside the strata of minerals extracted from the earth: the powerful and seraphic sonority of the harp will become beneath my fingers a formidable talisman.”
—Les Chants de Maldoror by Comte de Lautreamont (via demoniality)