“At first he devoured his head, his legs and his arms, and lastly the trunk, until nothing remained; for he was crunching the bones. So on, during the other hours of his eternity. Sometimes he exclaimed: “I have created you; so I have the right to make you what I want. You did not do anything to me, I’m not saying the opposite. I make you suffer, and it is for my pleasure. And he resumed his cruel meal, moving his lower jaw, which moved his beard full of brain.”
– Comte de Lautréamont
ONEIRIC ANAMNESIS 