from Artaud

"....when I see Claudel calling upon the spirits at the outset of the century for help, I am still able to get up a chuckle, but when I see the word spirit in Karl Marx or Lenin, like an old invariable value, a reminder of that eternal entity back ot which all things are brought, I tell myself that there's scum and crud abroad and god's sucked Lenin's ass:

and that's the way it's always been,
and it isn'w worth talking about anymore,
it doesn't matter, it's just another fucking bill to pay.

(Artaud)