Journal entry for April 13th:
Day like any other.
The first day of the rest of my life.
Had Hostess Ho-Hos for breakfast.
Stopped off at Aaron’s and bought the new Dead Can Dance CD.
Got the results from my first AIDS test.
THE LIVING END
“Obscenity is a zone of nothingness we have to cross without which beauty lacks the suspended, risked aspect that brings about our damnation. …If I contemplate the nothingness of obscenity independently of desire and so to speak on its own behalf, I only note the sensible, graspable sign of a limit at which being is confronted with lack. But in temptation, the outer nothingness appears as a reply to a yearning for communication. …Crude obscenity gnaws away at my existence, its excremental nature rubbing off on me — this nothingness carried by filth, this nothingness I should have expelled, this nothingness I should have distanced myself from — and I’m left defenseless and vulnerable, opening myself to it in an exhausting wound.”
Georges Bataille | On Nietzsche
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