Defense de la follie

As much as I know, the words that are worth writing or saying are accurate and interesting reasoned points of view that maybe are worth reading (observation, analysis, interpretation, sensible but not sensuous ). The crazy words, the ones that whimp for a little of our attention will never see the little grim of contempt we give to his lack of sense. The word has become an absolute emperor of occidental reasoning. What once was known as "divine babbling" is now nonsense and trash that belongs to a world that is already forgotten. The mental barriers that structured occidental thought gave us is (ironically) the cause of repression, of obsessions that causes a disesase that is far more apalling than ordinary madness.

Whenever my little nonsense wants to be I criticize it. No attention shall be drawn to the babbling, automatic flow of words.
bards were once aspiring to the perfect speech, the dumbs were aspiring to catch a fly, my words to have a sense and your ears to understand. If there is no unfderstanding there is no contradiction, if there is a flaw, there is a law, if there is sound there is also fury, where is the logic to the sound?
Madness is the fear for the unknown, the understanding of what we are not aware of should bring chaos, sound and the boost.
I am an echoe of my own desires that control my belonging.
There is no knowledge if there is no discovering, there is no discovering without creation, there is no creation without madness...