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Manifesto: Ars Poetica
I’m telling you you’re not.
You\'re numb.
You\'re in a slumber from which you\'ll arise when you’ll die.
After that, the story approached and it perturbed people\'s minds.
Which story unearths you from nebulousness
And throws you into the stars?
Do you understand?
He tears you to pieces and comforts you at once.
He smashes, he slashes, he simply turns to dust
All that is false in you,
He shakes you until all your dry thoughts fall away;
All the words that are not yours
But which you insist on repeating.
Then, he caresses you with some profound truths
But not hastily, no.
First, you must prepare yourself
For a pilgrimage.