The Solar Anus

A few excerpts in case you don't have the stamina to get through this Georges Bataille essay:

Coitus is the parody of crime...

An abandoned shoe, a rotten tooth, a snub nose, the cook spitting in the soup of his masters are to love what a battle flag is to nationality...

Love and life appear to be separate only because everything on earth is broken apart by vibrations of various amplitudes and durations.

However, there are no vibrations that are not conjugated with a continuous circular movement; in the same way, a locomotive rolling on the surface of the earth is the image of continuous metamorphosis.

Trees bristle the ground with a vast quantity of flowered shafts raised up to the sun...

Communist workers appear to the bourgeois to be as ugly and dirty as hairy sexual organs, or lower parts; sooner or later there will be a scandalous eruption in the course of which the asexual noble heads of the bourgeois will be chopped off...

I want to have my throat slashed while violating the girl to whom I will have been able to say: you are the night.