Is nihilism an appetite for destruction ???/

I have always unconsciously sought out that which will beat ne to the ground,but the floor is also a wall.

How do I describe nihilism??

Laugh and laugh

at the sun

at the nettles

at the stones

at the Ducks

at the rain

at the pee of the pope

at the mummy

at the coffin full of shit.

This poem introduces just three crucial ideas of Nihilism.Laughter-excrement-death

Such themes are suspended only momentarily at the lip of philosophical intelligibility,and than released into an euphoric immolation upon the burn-core of nihilistic literature,disintegrating into a senseless hetero-geneous mass.

A decomposing body is excremental and dissolves into a noxious base matter analagous to excrement,it is also in fact defecated as waste by the life of the species.

A corpse is the truth of the biological individual,its consummate superfluity.

Laughter is a communion with the dead,since death is not the object of laughter:it is death itself that finds a voice when we laugh.

Death,wastage or expenditure is the only end,the only definitive terminus.

Like Plato,knowing is a memory for me,but unlike him I have outlived life itself.

Death has no representatives,but I have at least returned from the death(a characteristic I reluctantly share with the Nazarene).

Since I have floated in death the world has desisted from all effort to seduce me into seriousness.I rest in life as a tramp rests in a hedge,mumbling these words.....................:I thirst for Annihilation of my soul ere I become a prey for the gods.

For me surrender is a deeper evil than any possible action.Surrender gnaws away the conditions for salvation

Eloi,Eloi,lama sabachtani? Mark XV: 34

There is no answer.

Merely the blank violence of the sun.

Not that it is a virile struggle that I wage. I wheeze,massaging my headache,but without hope.

I imagine myself old,still alive,somewhat fatter,and a Christian.Sickened I push on.I see myslef kneeling,drooling pieties....longing to be saved,what obscenities.I consider my self at war with my South African society,complying with its ordinances only insofar as these convenience my dominant whim.

Manny