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Repeated experiences of this sort have finally led me to believe that when I am able to make the written word convey the full essence of truth and sincerity, there will cease to exist any discrepancy between the man and the writer, between what I am and what I do or say. The same aim – unification – is implicit in all religious striving. Perhaps, without knowing it, I have always been a religious person. The effort to eliminate the “repulsive” aspects of existence, which is the obsession of moralists, is not only absurd, but futile. One may succeed in repressing ugly, “sinful” thoughts and desires, impulses and urges, but the results are patently disastrous. To live out one’s desires and, in so doing, subtly alter their nature is the aim of every individual who aspires to evolve. But desire is paramount and ineradicable, even when, as Buddhists express it, it passes over into its opposite. In that first year or two, in Paris, I was literally annihilated. There was nothing left of the writer I had hoped to be, only the writer I had to be. (In finding my way I found my voice.) The Tropic of Cancer is a blood-soaked testament revealing the ravages of my struggle in the womb of death. The strong odour of sex which it purveys is really the aroma of birth; it is disagreeable or repulsive only to those who fail to recognize its significance. Even when I close my eyes I must be careful how I dream and of what, for now only the thinnest veil separates dream from reality. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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