Ideas don't come without limbs, and so these are no longer ideas but limbs, limbs fighting amongst themselves.

The mental world was never anything but that which remains from a hellish trampling of organs while the man who wore them is no more.

I think this is almost the most brilliant and yet simplistic couple of sentences I have ever read....... before I expound upon them more I would like to know what anyone else might think of them...
These sentences were taken in whole from Interjections as written by Antonin Artaud....

many ancient religions have it that the universe was formed from the corpse of a god.
i've always thought it a bit of a divine coincidence that there are four basic magical elements, four humors, and four seasons.
fuck the grand unification theory of physics: this is my holy grail.

I never did get many replies to this one....

The english translation to the thread title is "
"And they; Got the fuck out."

I suppose that is what everyone did that saw the title...???

Well, the four that anyway was tlakign abotu also can be categorized into the four directions, the four worlds (heaven, earth, sea and hell) the four suits of the tarot and the four (originally three) alchymical principals. But you are forgetting Socrates' fifth element, ether.

and the whole trinity thing was forgotten too.

Ummm did any of you actually read the base post???
What was written there has nothing to do with the four anythings or trinity or well you get it....


It was more so Artauds understanding of religion I was trying to get at.... though it seems that maybe his words go way over everyones heads here or something..???

Struggling of ideas and ildeals in the human mind so much that man is more idea than being?

it went way above my head...and im not afraid to say it!

*anxiously awaits more posts*

i fuked four girls last night. and it was perfect. i wouldn't want more or less. i guess the corpse of this god was trying to make himself known in a wierd dead godly sort of way. actually i don't know what a wierd dead godly sort of way would be as i've never know any wierd dead gods, and surely not about the way they carry themselves.

anyways i read the base post like five times and am still none the wiser. so an idea is the center part of something that breeds these limbs. but what are the limbs. i think he's saying they fought with eachother tearing the center idea to shreds while trying to fuck eachother over. and now when i think about stuff, im in the center of this mass destruction caused by the remnants of some other thought that decided to destroy itself but leave some limbs behind. so am i thinking at all. will my current thought sprout some limbs of its' own to fend off the other limbs that are trying to attack me right now.?

im so fucking lost

nice to know its not just me...

Ok lets say that today I have a brilliant insight and so i share it with those around me.... I share this Ideal.... in sharing it it becomes more than just MY ideal it begins to represent more than a single beings ideal... the limbs are akin to everyone who captures this ideal and make it all thier own... which changes it ever so slightly.... and makes this ideal more than the man who first brought it into being wanted this ideal to be... it becomes a writhing tangle of limbs which cannot decide which was the original and which are the copies... continuesly fighting each other for dominance in our mind...
Just as the Ideals that Christ brought to our world no longer resemble the original texture of thought he was trying to get across... look at the many splintered limbs of Christianity each fighting each other for dominance when they are all the same thing in context.....

I will add another statement from Artaud soon....
He was a brilliant yet very misunderstood man...

i was kinda thinking along the same lines. but more like the "we've stood on the shoulders of giants" clause but i guess it was different. as standing on these giants shoulders we not only got to see farther but also got more sunburnt in the process. so i guess this guy was more like we punched the giant in his easily reachable groin and when he fell we cut off his hair and made some funky wigs with it. and now it's the latest fashion but everyone thinks their wig is the best even though it in no way resembles the hair of its true owner. see im a genius but im misunderstood all the time. because i think im making complete sense right now. i swear i fuking am. im sure me and this antonio from aratrand or whatever woulda been good friends.

Ah you mean chinese whispers, the original meaning is lost in time and then the factions of each limb fight against one another.

no i mean i really wanna find a giant now so i can sock em in his nutsack. that would be fucking cool.

I was talking about the meaning behind the quote.

yes.......the meaning............

Yes Red... that is a good way of putting it...
See Artaud was a very religious Man and when he started to Question the tenents of God everyone told him he was insane... and so he went insane...

i mean giants are pretty mean people. and just think if one was being mean to a quote. i mean watch the fuck out shit's gonna go down you know. but i don't like being mean let alone meaning things about quotes. because what if i was a giant i would probably hurt it and then when i returned to my normal ungiant size i would feel really bad inside. anyways why o why must you wait for more quotes dyshade. as you can see im getting bored with no smartsy stuff to fill my ever flushing brain with.

what? and im not good enough for you? i thought my giant nut sacking with the wigs thing was much more profound much more i say!!! god i'll be back tomorrow when im not feeling so stupid to applogize dyshade. i swear. but im still feeling quite stupid.

No you are not stupid DD... I never said that... your anology was Ok... I just thought Reds was more succinct...