the hurtful words to discredit all she says, before she is drowned in the witch trial.
never will you know, do not forget, but never will you know, the permanent damage against the humanity of the subject, laid waste by the haters of mind, in their barbarities of language. i write to you from prison
artaud was suicided by society, and so too will you be, if you pay attention to its raucous pompous brawl. get to safety and do not listen to the barking of dogs, though they bring you meat, where the pigs squeal.
and when you get your way back to jainism and the lotus, never go back to the hells of hate speech and cruelty, not even in the crisp air on white snow, the blood runs thick under that snow, where humans are plowed under, in collateral murder, leave sweden.
never will you know, do not forget, but never will you know, the permanent damage against the humanity of the subject, laid waste by the haters of mind, in their barbarities of language. i write to you from prison
artaud was suicided by society, and so too will you be, if you pay attention to its raucous pompous brawl. get to safety and do not listen to the barking of dogs, though they bring you meat, where the pigs squeal.
and when you get your way back to jainism and the lotus, never go back to the hells of hate speech and cruelty, not even in the crisp air on white snow, the blood runs thick under that snow, where humans are plowed under, in collateral murder, leave sweden.
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