Make total destroy

In June 2013, to coincide with the Supreme Court’s ruling on the Defence of Marriage Act, a large number of “Pro-Fabulous, Anti-Capitalist” posters were pasted up in St Louis on Manchester Avenue in The Grove. They bore slogans such as:

But how can those who violently experience hatred, despair, chaos, nothingness, or love, who burn with each passion and gradually die with each in each, those who can only breathe on the heights, who are always alone, especially when they are with others—how can they grow in linear fashion and crystallize into a system? All that is form, system, category, frame, or plan tends to make things absolute and springs from a lack of inner energy, from a sterile spiritual life. Life’s great tensions verge on chaos and the madness of exaltation. Rich spiritual life must know chaos and the effervescent paroxysm of illness, because in them inspiration appears to be essential for creation and contradictions become expressions of high inner temperatures. Nobody who does not love chaos is a creator, and whoever is contemptuous of illness must not speak of the spirit. There is value only in that which bursts forth from inspiration, which springs up from the irrational depths of our being, from the secret center of our subjectivity.