Saw enough. The vision is to be found on
Had enough. Rumors of towns, at evening, and in daylight, and
Knew enough. Life's decisions.O Rumors and Visions!
Departure in affection and noise anew.
One fair morning, amongst a very mild people, a superb man and
woman shouted on the public square: "My friends, I would
that she were queen!" "I would be queen!" She
laughed and shook. He spoke to friends of revelation, of hardship
ended. They swooned upon each other.
Indeed, they were kings all morning long, whilst carmine hangings
went up on the houses, and all afternoon, whilst they moved
forward from the palm gardens.
To a reason
One drumtap of your finger discharges all sound and commences the
One step you take, it's the levying of new men and their forward
Your head turns away: the new love! Your head turns back: the new
"Change our fates, flitter the curses, to begin with the
weather," these children sing at you. "Lift anywhere
our fortunes' and our wishes' substance," they beg of you.
Come from forever, you will go everywhere.
Morning of drunkenness
O my Good! O my Beautiful! Atrocious fanfare in
which I stumble not at all! Magic rack! Hurrah for the unheard-of
work and for the marvelous body, for the first time! It began
with the laughter of children, it will end with it. This poison
will stay in all our veins even when, the fanfare turning, we are
back in the old disharmony. O now, we so worthy of these
tortures! collect fervently this body and soul: this promise,
this dementia! Elegance, science, violence! We were promised to
inter in darkness the tree of good and evil, to deport tyrannical
honesties, so that we might bring forth our very pure love. It
began with some disgust and it endsnot being able to grasp
on the spot that eternityit ends with a scattering of
Laughter of children, discretion of slaves, austerity of virgins,
horror of figures and objects here, consecrated be you by the
memory of this vigil. It would begin with every boorishness, it
ends with angels of flame and ice.
Little vigil of drunkenness, holy! if only for the mask with
which you have favored us. We affirm you, method! We do not
forget that you have glorified each of our ages. We have faith in
the poison. We know how to give our whole life every day.
This is the time of the Assassins.