In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.
“A person who had no one would be well advised to cobble together some passable ghost. Breathe it into being and coax it along with words of love. Offer it each phantom crumb and shield it from harm with your body. As for me my only hope is for eternal nothingness and I hope it with all my heart.”
Peter Ackroyd | The Last Testament of Oscar Wilde