"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations"

ôReality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another"

Ana´s Nin

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To be thrown into the flames of eroticism is to relish one's own death, the death of the physical, and the resurrection of the dark shade of the soul. To submit is to open oneself to the torments of an inexorable ceaseless dying. And when we die ceaselessly, we are also ceaselessly reborn, an eternal recurrence of Eros and Thanatos
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