I am not a pleasant individual and I don’t pretend to be one. However, I wear my masks with talent and one of my biggest talents is to deceive. I’m an artist. An artist’s feelings are inflamed. The emotions, the passions, the desires and the sentiments. Worry is paranoia. Pity becomes altruism. Dislike turns into hate, even love is obsession. All artists, or the good ones at least, either fall into complete moral degradation or into eccentricity. Seldom, do we find those, that through their pure creation raise their soul and those of others to spirituality. Spirituality is often born from sin. I venerate beauty and bathe in it. I’m a hedonist and an aesthetics-lover. I am conceited. I’ll probably manipulate you. Yes, I’m talking to you.
Love,
Aphrodite of the vile
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