there is enough treachery, hatred, violence, absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day
and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war, finally, are those who preach peace
those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love
beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise, for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor, they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for they are nothing alone
beware the average man, the average woman, beware their love, their love is average, seeks average, but there is genius in their hatred. There is enough genius in their hatred to kill you. To kill anybody not wanting solitude. Not understanding solitude, they will attempt to destroy anything that differs from their own.
Not being able to create art, they will not understand art. They will consider their failure as creators only as a failure of the world.
Not being able to love fully, they will believe your love incomplete, and then they will hate you and their hatred will be perfect.
Like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock
their finest art
