Les Chants De Maldoror
louiscipher:

By Antonin Artaud
I HATE AND RENOUNCE AS A COWARD…
I hate and renounce as a coward every so-called being.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is only willing to be for being’s sake and does not want to live to work.
I’d rather work than feel myself alive.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who consents to having been created and does not wish to have recreated himself,
 i.e., who agrees with the idea of a god, at the origin of his being as at the origin of his thought.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who agrees not to have been self-created, and who consents to and recognizes the idea of a matrix nature as the world of his already created body.
I do not consent to not having created my body myself, and I hate and renounce as a coward every being who consents to live without first having recreated himself.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not recognize that life is given him only to recreate and reconstitute his entire body and organism.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not recognize an authoritarian organism at the origin of his proper personal being, as at that of his entire body.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is unwilling to consecrate his whole life to the control as well as to that reorganization of the buried, unfounded and uncreated being of his though.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is quite unwilling to live with sensations, notions, ideas that the body and being imposed upon him in advance, and who is unwilling to consent to live only to recreate himself as much in his whole anatomy as in the reconstitution of this thought.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who agrees to any difference whatsoever in perception between the being of his being and that of his entire mind.
I hate and renounce as a coward  every being who separates what he calls his body from what he calls his consciousness or his thought.
I hate and renounce as a coward
 Every being who agrees in advance to merge, a day or an instant beforehand, in the mass-mind.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not agree that life is given him only to separate himself from the masses.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who will not consent to go through two hundred thousand reincarnations on earth until he finally becomes conscious of having been born.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not agree that the consciousness of having been born is a search and a study superior to that of living in society.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is unwilling to pass his life in order to create it two hundred thousand times over, and to recreate the control of his life in the body of society.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who allows he can live without having first been invited to.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who consents to give himself over to the sensations of being, without first having controlled and verified them.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not agree that being is granted him in order to verify himself the validity of life in a created being.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who consents to live without giving himself over to the control and the exclusive search for the validity of the created breath.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who can believe himself anything but a body created to separate its validity from the life of any other created body.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who can endure to live without first having separated himself in truth and essence from an already created organism, whether individual, unitary or totalitarian.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who cannot think that the search for his life as a being is a study superior to that of giving himself over to sensations, to principals, or to notions uncontrollably lent by other personalities.
I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is quite willing to live without first having verified the validity, the truth, the personal application and the character of the sensation thus lent.
I hate, furthermore, and renounce any being who is willing to put up with lending himself to these totalitarian applications of crablice.
Finally, I hate and renounce as a coward  every being who can think that the application to these totalitarian scratching sensations is superior to the verification and control of his own search for life in defiance of these unleashed tornadoes of crablice.
To conclude, I hate and renounce myself as a coward if I think that the joy of these totalitarian kicks is superior for me to the act of tearing myself loose from their uncontrollable rotations.
I shall be chaste and pure,
Virgin, intact, untouchable
I shall touch no being
I, Artaud
I hate and renounce all mind and god.
I shall be chaste for all eternity.
I shall be a virgin for eternity.
I hate and renounce all mind and god.
I have strength because I have strength,
But I hate and renounce as a coward any being who doesn’t want to earn it.
I hate and renounce as a coward every sensation and every being.
I hate and renounce the so-called sensations of being.
I am by essence clean and pure.
I am pure because I am clean.
I am clean because I am pure.
I hate and renounce as a coward every sensation one might wish to substitute for an act.
                                    A ertoshabashaliera
                                    Ba shaliera renvoo
                                    O o erto
He who invented this language isn’t even ‘me.’
We are not yet born,
We are not yet of this world,
There is no world yet,
Things have not been created,
The raison d’être not yet found,
The only question is that of having a body,
Of having with oneself enough body to tear one’s strength loose from
Other beings who have stolen it.
I speak for myself.
I am answerable to no one in the organization.
Get back down in your grave god you lowdown corpse.
There remains to be solved the question of the composition of the human body, of the localization of its organs
And of its elements.
Men will tear from themselves the liquid, the viscous, the slack, the cowardly.

louiscipher:

By Antonin Artaud

I HATE AND RENOUNCE AS A COWARD…

I hate and renounce as a coward every so-called being.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is only willing to be for being’s sake and does not want to live to work.

I’d rather work than feel myself alive.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who consents to having been created and does not wish to have recreated himself,

 i.e., who agrees with the idea of a god, at the origin of his being as at the origin of his thought.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who agrees not to have been self-created, and who consents to and recognizes the idea of a matrix nature as the world of his already created body.

I do not consent to not having created my body myself, and I hate and renounce as a coward every being who consents to live without first having recreated himself.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not recognize that life is given him only to recreate and reconstitute his entire body and organism.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not recognize an authoritarian organism at the origin of his proper personal being, as at that of his entire body.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is unwilling to consecrate his whole life to the control as well as to that reorganization of the buried, unfounded and uncreated being of his though.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is quite unwilling to live with sensations, notions, ideas that the body and being imposed upon him in advance, and who is unwilling to consent to live only to recreate himself as much in his whole anatomy as in the reconstitution of this thought.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who agrees to any difference whatsoever in perception between the being of his being and that of his entire mind.

I hate and renounce as a coward  every being who separates what he calls his body from what he calls his consciousness or his thought.

I hate and renounce as a coward

 Every being who agrees in advance to merge, a day or an instant beforehand, in the mass-mind.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not agree that life is given him only to separate himself from the masses.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who will not consent to go through two hundred thousand reincarnations on earth until he finally becomes conscious of having been born.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not agree that the consciousness of having been born is a search and a study superior to that of living in society.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is unwilling to pass his life in order to create it two hundred thousand times over, and to recreate the control of his life in the body of society.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who allows he can live without having first been invited to.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who consents to give himself over to the sensations of being, without first having controlled and verified them.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who does not agree that being is granted him in order to verify himself the validity of life in a created being.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who consents to live without giving himself over to the control and the exclusive search for the validity of the created breath.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who can believe himself anything but a body created to separate its validity from the life of any other created body.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who can endure to live without first having separated himself in truth and essence from an already created organism, whether individual, unitary or totalitarian.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who cannot think that the search for his life as a being is a study superior to that of giving himself over to sensations, to principals, or to notions uncontrollably lent by other personalities.

I hate and renounce as a coward every being who is quite willing to live without first having verified the validity, the truth, the personal application and the character of the sensation thus lent.

I hate, furthermore, and renounce any being who is willing to put up with lending himself to these totalitarian applications of crablice.

Finally, I hate and renounce as a coward  every being who can think that the application to these totalitarian scratching sensations is superior to the verification and control of his own search for life in defiance of these unleashed tornadoes of crablice.

To conclude, I hate and renounce myself as a coward if I think that the joy of these totalitarian kicks is superior for me to the act of tearing myself loose from their uncontrollable rotations.

I shall be chaste and pure,

Virgin, intact, untouchable

I shall touch no being

I, Artaud

I hate and renounce all mind and god.

I shall be chaste for all eternity.

I shall be a virgin for eternity.

I hate and renounce all mind and god.

I have strength because I have strength,

But I hate and renounce as a coward any being who doesn’t want to earn it.

I hate and renounce as a coward every sensation and every being.

I hate and renounce the so-called sensations of being.

I am by essence clean and pure.

I am pure because I am clean.

I am clean because I am pure.

I hate and renounce as a coward every sensation one might wish to substitute for an act.

                                    A ertoshabashaliera

                                    Ba shaliera renvoo

                                    O o erto

He who invented this language isn’t even ‘me.’

We are not yet born,

We are not yet of this world,

There is no world yet,

Things have not been created,

The raison d’être not yet found,

The only question is that of having a body,

Of having with oneself enough body to tear one’s strength loose from

Other beings who have stolen it.

I speak for myself.

I am answerable to no one in the organization.

Get back down in your grave god you lowdown corpse.

There remains to be solved the question of the composition of the human body, of the localization of its organs

And of its elements.

Men will tear from themselves the liquid, the viscous, the slack, the cowardly.

Another one from the set. 

Another one from the set. 

Artist unknown, so too inspired by Maldoror. 

Artist unknown, so too inspired by Maldoror.