I am not a misanthrope and so much the less a misogynist…I need friends and lovers, clothes and bread. I am not an anchorite or a saint in the desert.
But there’s no need to be such a thing in order to be anti-society. Being anti-society means—for me—not collaborating in the preservation of the present society nor lending one’s efforts to any new social construction.
And if materialistic ‘needs’ force me to go toward society, the ‘necessity’ to be free sets me against it and gives birth in me to a third ‘need.’ That of doing violence to it. Without scruples!renzo novatore, the revolt of the unique (via becoming-vverevvolf)