The Libertine

I am a man controlled by passion.

I have no interest in morality. I have no interest in posterity. I have no interest in that claustrophobic nuisance you call integrity. The moment is all that matters to me.

I do not think of the past and I do not think of the future. Neither means anything to me. Each is but a droplet from which I will cleanse myself from its predecessor. But each is nothing more. And each is nothing to me. I do not relish for more than that single instant. I am the dark side of your buddha.

I will take your skin and rip it sound if that does suit my fancy. I will take your lips and taste them hard if that does suit my fancy. I will sit with tears in your darkest depth if that does suit my fancy. It means nothing to me.

I am past your good and evil. I have seen the light of god and looked It in the face and he shrivelled upon my sight. I have met the devil in his lair and stared him in the face as well. But he only turned cowardly and was bought by my gold. I see right and wrong clearly. I see truth clearly. I alone see the horrible nature of truth. I alone accept the horrible truth of nature. And I do nothing about it. For that is what the nature commands.

You will not see me riding along side my horsemen. Nor will you see me in a burst of flames. Nor will I come stealthily in the night to take you away. I am nothing. Thus I am anywhere, always. Beware.


- posted by Sigurd5/30/2004 10:13:00 PM