Commentary

   Q
   

. . . but, again,
if we were to fail
to carry the light
to the very point where night falls, how should we
know ourselves to be as we are,
the offspring,
the effect of being
hurling itself
into horror?
of being leaping headlong into the sickening emptiness,
into the very nothingness
which at all costs being has got to avoid. . .  

George Bataille,
Madame Edwarda, 143, 1941 & 1956

" I have said ... to the worm Thou art my Mother, & my Sister"

  William Blake's Notebook,  N45 - Job in The Gates of Paradise (For Children or For the Sexes," Emblem 16") 1793.

William Blake,  "Emblem 50"  (boy in cage), WB's Notebook,  N77, 1793.

In the loveliest red apple there is hidden a worm .
Slowly, relentlessly, the worm eats the apple away.
Until there is nothing left but the worm.  [aaaaa]

Henry Miller, The World of Sex, p38, 1959.