Maxioms by Antonin Artaud
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.
Where there is a stink of shit there is a smell of being
Where there is a stink of shit there is a smell of being
Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact read more
Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape.
