Si je dois mourir dans cette belle vie, je veux que ça soit fait par tes belles mains.

Be there a picnic for the devil,
an orgy for the satyr,
and a wedding for the bride.

I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side.

In Sanskrit, there exists no word for ‘The Individual’ (L’Individu). En Grèce antique, il n’y avait aucun mot pour dire ‘Devoir’ (Duty). In French, the word for ‘Wife’ is the same as the word for ‘Woman.’ En anglais, nous n’avons aucun mot semblable à l’exquise ‘Jouissance!

She wakes in a puddle of sunlight.
Her hands asleep beside her.
Her hair draped on the lawn
like a mantle of cloth.

The birthing wolf,
Her heart fed with tenderness,
Gave forth from ripe brown nipples,
Food to feed the universe.