For if we're destroyed, the knowledge is dead.. We're nothing more than dust jackets for books.. So many pages to a person..
And it's his illusions about whatconstitutes the real world which are inhibiting him.. His reality, his reason, his society.. These are what must be destroyed
To create, I destroyed myself; I made myself external to such a degree within myself that within myself I do not exist except in an external fashion. I am the living setting in which several actors make entrances, putting on several different plays.
As I grow older, much older, I will experience many things, and I will hit rock bottom again and again. Again and again I will suffer; again and again I will get back on my feet. I will not be defeated. I won't let my spirit be destroyed.