'It is not for the mind a truly magnificent and almost unhoped horfor victory, to possess this new liberty, this leaping of the imagination, triumphant over reality, over relative values, smashing the bars of reasons cage, and bird that is, obedient to the voice of the wind, detach itself from the earth to soar highter, further...O, wonderful responsibility of poets. In the canvas wall, they have peirced the window of Mallarme's dreams with one thrust of the fist they pushed back theizon and there in the midest of space have just discovered an island, we touch the island with our fingers'. - Rene Crevel 'L'Esprit contre la raison.
Read this in an artbook and kind of just fell in love with how well the words just flow..

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