austen-beast

April 26, 2026

If I am a wild beast, I cannot help it. It is not my own fault.

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Thought:

“Poetry leads to the same place as all forms of eroticism — to the blending and fusion of separate objects. It leads us to eternity, it leads us to death, and through death to continuity. Poetry is eternity; the sun matched with the sea.”

Georges Bataille

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