I spent the night listening to Celtic Frost's 'Monotheist' album. It is pure brilliance in every aspect. I always find something new in it. This night it was the liner notes, and especially the liner notes to 'a dying god coming into human flesh' (''it deals with the feeling of failed emotional grandiosity that turns one into a completely self-obsessed egotistical entity'' etc.).
Knowledge handed to you is almost worthless. Knowledge gathered by yourself is worth almost everything.
''For those I love I profess to hurt. For those who love me profess to hurt me.''
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