Sometimes I want my heart to stop beating and give her a rest.
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I want to make sleep as my primary life orientation, not a mean but an end itself.
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I am so weak (or rather, I used to be), that if my mind could coincide with anyone at all, I would immediately be subjugated and swallowed up by him and completely dependent on him; but now I keep my eye on it, I’m attentive—dogged, rather—at being always, very exclusively, me. Thanks to this self-discipline, now I have more and more chance of never coinciding with any mind at all and being able to move around freely in this world. Better still! Now that I’ve come to be so strong, I would gladly challenge the most powerful man alive. What would his will matter to me? I have become so sharp and circumstantial that if I were right in front of him he wouldn’t be able to find me. Henri Michaux, Darkness Moves (via neonkhanate)

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