if they come to take away the humour, it sort of dawns

In this mo­ment, there is a cel­e­bra­tion of banned books as nihilism’s eerie vac­u­um calls the empti­ness of mod­ern life and guardians to the fore­front of where beau­ty and sen­ti­men­tal­i­ty must be de­fend­ed against the ordinary. 

If you be­lieve in noth­ing at all, you will have the or­di­nary win. I will be­lieve in demons with more fer­vor un­til I am im­mersed in this anti-civ­il evil. 

Or the urge to con­struct some­thing, in the per­vad­ing ide­ol­o­gy and dog­ma of lifelessness. 

As it is at the source of dark­ness you drink when you need to re­al­ize light needs to ex­ist, and with so lit­tle light you need to drink of ab­solute darkness. 

There is an abun­dance of irony at the in­dul­gence of sen­ti­men­tal beau­ty, so we have no reser­va­tion to have their world all re­solved and obliterated. 

We can lift our­selves up with an ar­gu­ment­ed cri­tique of any­thing, as we like to in­dulge in life, the tire­some dis­card­ing of all mean­ing, is a lack of in­dul­gence in the aware­ness of life, and that is lan­guage and meaning. 

There is no greater mean­ing in life then to be con­struc­tive with it, there is no greater mean­ing in aware­ness then to be con­struc­tive with it. To build aware­ness on top of hu­man be­ings, not to throw away the hu­man un­der the awareness. 

Be­cause if you throw them away, all the an­gels of heav­en will fall into dark­ness. And must come back some­how some­where march­ing from that dark. 

And when those who have a tire­some re­li­gion of ex­is­ten­tial dread, that they didn’t cre­ate nor both­er to look for in old­er books, as you can’t be­lieve a word you are saying. 

To be at their ex­pense, to be tired of them. Yes, take their weight, a load to car­ry and a use for us. 

Nev­er the mean­ing of their bur­den. As it has none. As they are just tired. And try­ing to spread their ide­ol­o­gy as the most ba­sic life has no reser­va­tion no mat­ter how de­crepit and hum­ble or inferior.
 
 

—aey­lyeaelle ell­he de ellendeh

Flom­mist Aey­lyeaelle Ell­he De El­len­deh is a ne­oro­man­tic and neosym­bol­ist artist and philoso­pher, stud­ied sculpt­ing at The Roy­al Acad­e­my of Dec­o­ra­tive Arts of Antwerp Bel­gium, He de­cried ac­tu­al­ly hav­ing fall­en in love stand­ing be­fore the Psy­che of Leighton in Lon­don, hav­ing cried over the Sleep­ing Beau­ty by Suss­mann hell­born and hav­ing spir­i­tu­al re­li­gious af­fec­tions for the Sphinc Mys­terieux by Charles van der Stap­pen. Dec­o­ra­tive sculp­tor and Au­thor of a neosym­bol­ist mythol­o­gy on Kant­ian per­cep­tion, on the imag­i­na­tion, in­spi­ra­tion, art, deca­dence, es­thet­ics and pas­sion, hate, mis­an­thropy main­ly. Heav­i­ly in­flu­enced by Huys­mans A re­bours and Schopen­hauers refuge in art as Sades will to free erotics. He in­vent­ed the Eif­fel tow­er sev­er­al times the size of the cur­rent one in paris to launch trains into space in an art nou­veau way. He in­vent­ed can­dles on re­mote con­trol. He in­vent­ed a game of chess with over 200 pieces per play­er and in an en­tire­ly clas­si­cal and de­scent set­up. With a line of Bish­ops, an Army, an­gels, boul­ders, with tow­ers that need to be de­fend­ed for­ward to launch the boul­ders, with a court, and a high­er court with Elvin, Elvin King, Em­per­or, Em­press and vam­pire of melan­choly and a vam­pire le­gion. He is a self de­clared mad­man and of­fi­cial­ly de­clared in­sane by the state of Bel­gium deu to his ro­man­tic up­risals. De­sign­er and ar­chi­tect of the fu­ture city of Anae­htheana, which is best de­scribed as the most beau­ti­ful and lux­u­ri­ous place ever de­vised, with the con­crete bridges done again in mar­ble, a wild zoo where the high­way is now. And a for­ti­fied vat­i­can in­spired wall for a le­gion of Joans of Arc he is try­ing to call. Among that, he is call­ing upon all ar­che­types cur­rent­ly in cos­play goth­ic and mu­sic to build, among oth­er things, a Vam­pire Lane with goth­ic schools, goth­ic mu­se­ums and goth­ic lounges and palaces. And an Angh an­gel fortress. It is his one and only and fi­nal mis­sion to re­place all com­mer­cial bill­boards with ro­man­tic and aca­d­e­m­ic paint­ings. Etc … Copy­right © 2019 Aey­lyeaelle Ell­he De El­len­deh. Im­age source.‬

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