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Title: Anarcho-Futurist Manifesto
Author: Group of Anarcho-Futurists
Date: 14 March 1919
Language: en
Topics: anti-civ, Russian Revolution, nihilism, Futurism
Source: The Anarchists In The Russian Revolution by Paul Avrich, p. 52-54
Notes: ‘Shtumovoi, opustashaiushchii manifest anarkhofuturistov’, K Svetu (Kharkov),14 March 1919, P.I.

Group of Anarcho-Futurists

Anarcho-Futurist Manifesto

Ah-ah-ah, ha-ha, ho-ho!

Fly into the streets! All who are still fresh and young and not

dehumanized – to the streets! The pot-bellied mortar of laughter stands

in a square drunk with joy. Laughter and Love, copulating with

Meloncholy and Hate, pressed together in the mighty, convulsive passion

of bestial lust. Long live the psychology of contrasts! Intoxicated,

burning spirits have raised the flaming banner of intellectual

revolution. Death to the creatures of routine, the philistines, the

sufferers from gout! Smash with a deafening noise the cup of vengeful

storms! Tear down the churches and their allies the museums! Blast to

smithereens the fragile idols of Civilization! Hey, you decadent

architects of sarcophagi of thought, you watchmen of the universal

cemetery of books – stand aside! We have come to remove you!

The old must be buried, the dusty archives burned by the Vulcan’s torch

of creative genius. Past the flaky ashes of world-wide devastation, past

the charred canvases of bulky paintings, past the burned fat,

pot-bellied volumes of classics we march, we Anarcho-Futurists! Above

the vast expanse of devastation covering our land the banner of anarchy

will be proudly unfurled. Writing has no value! There is no market for

literature! There are no prisons, no limits for subjective creativity!

Everything is permitted! Everything is unrestricted!

The Children of Nature receive in joyous ecstasy the chivalrous golden

kiss of the Sun and the lascivious, naked, fat belly of the Earth. The

Children of Nature springing from the black soil kindle the passions of

naked, lustful, bodies. They press them all in one spawning, pregnant

cup! The skin is inflamed by hot, insatiable, gnawing caresses. Teeth

sink with hatred into warm succulent lovers’ flesh! Wide, staring eyes

follow the pregnant, burning dance of lust! Everything is strange,

uninhibited, elemental. Convulsions – flesh – life – death – everything!

Everything!

Such is the poetry of our love! Powerful, immortal, and terrible are we

in our love! The north wind rages in the heads of the Children of

Nature. Something frightful has appeared – some vampire of melancholy!

Perdition – the world is dying! Catch it! No, wait! Frenzied,

penetrating cries pierce the air. Wait! Melancholy! Black yawning ulcers

of agony cover the pale, terror-stricken face of heaven. The earth

trembles with fear beneath the mighty wrathful blows of its Children!

Oh, you cursed, loathsome things! They tear at the fat, tender flesh and

bury the withered, starving melancholy in the flowing blood and fresh

wounds of its body. The world is dying! Ah! Ah! Ah! cry millions of

tocsins. Ah! Ah! Ah! roar the giant cannon of alarm. Destruction! Chaos!

Melancholy! The world is dying!

Such is the poetry of our melancholy! We are uninhibited! Not for us the

wailing sentimentality of the humanists. Rather we shall create the

triumphant intellectual brotherhood of peoples, forged with the iron

logic of contradictions, of Hate and Love. With bared teeth we shall

protect our free union, from Africa to the two poles, against any

sentimental level of friendship. Everything is ours! Outside us is only

death! Raising the black flag of rebellion, we summon all living men who

have not been dehumanized, who have not been benumbed by the poisonous

breath of Civilization! All to the streets! Forward! Destroy! Kill! Only

death admits no return! Extinguish the old! Thunder, lightning, the

elements – all are ours! Forward!

Long live the international intellectual revolution!

An open road for the Anarcho-Futurists, Anarcho-Hyperboreans, and

Neo-Nihilists!

Death to World Civilization!