Thursday, July 16, 2015

the draped mirrors.

"it is not uncommon to relate to women, in an urge for intimacy, true or apochryphal circumstances of one's boyish past. i must have told her once about the mirrors and thus in 1928 i prompted a hallucination that was to flower in 1931. now, i have just learned that she has lost her mind and that the mirrors in her room are draped because she sees in them my reflection, usurping her own, and she trembles and falls silent and says i am persecuting her by magic.
what bitter slavishness, that of my face, that of one of my former faces. this odious fate reserved for my features must perforce make me odious too, but i no longer care.
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