We Reach Ecstasy By A

What Causes [fragmentation] If Not A Need To Act That Specializes Us And Limits Us To The Horizon Of A Particular Activity? Even If It Turns Out To Be For The General Interest (which Generally Isn't True), The Activity That Subordinates Each Of Our Aspects To A Specific Result Suppresses Our Being As An Entirety. Whoever Acts Substitutes A Particular End For What He Or She Is, As A Total Being.

I Remain In Intolerable Non-knowledge, Which Has No Other Way Out Than Ecstasy Itself.

I Don't Want Your Love Unless You Know I Am Repulsive,and Love Me Even As You Know It.

Philosophy Finds Itself To Be No Longer Anything But The Heir To A Fabulous Mystical Theology, But Missing A God And Wiping The Slate Clean.

It Is Clear That The World Is Purely Parodic, That Each Thing Seen Is The Parody Of Another, Or Is The Same Thing In A Deceptive Form.