September

“For the poet, the world is word. Words. Not that precisely. Precisely: the world and words fuck each other.”
― Kathy Acker

“Two aesthetics exist: the passive aesthetic of mirrors and the active aesthetic of prisms. Guided by the former, art turns into a copy of the environment's objectivity or the individual's psychic history. Guided by the latter, art is redeemed, makes the world into its instrument, and forges, beyond spatial and temporal prisons, a personal vision.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“A red rose absorbs all colors but red; red is therefore the one color that it is not.”
― Aleister Crowley, The Book of Lies

“If I were a dog,' he said to me once, 'I should bark. If I were an owl, I should hoot. There's nothing in either which is good or bad in itself. The only question is, what is the natural gesture?' He thinks it his mission in the world to establish this Law of Thelema." She saw my puzzled look. " 'Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law,'" she quoted merrily. "You must have heard those words before!”
― Aleister Crowley, Diary of a Drug Fiend