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This article presents a letter written to Henri Parisot by the dramatist Antonin Artaud. Artaud remembers that the so called Jesus Christ, whose real name was, Antonin Nalpas, was a magician, just like his mother and father, and often Artaud was forced to fight him. Morally, he was a clever coward. On more than one occasion, Artaud would catch him, just as he does his shadow, here, in Rodez, slipping into his sleeping body to magnetize his testicles or charm his excrements. Artaud says that he can no longer linger on this subject since time is of the essence, and his volume of letters must be published without further delay. |
