Today, I supply you with an astonishing narcotic, brought from the borders of consciousness, from the frontiers of the abyss…. It outstrips your cravings, stirs them up, and brings out new, insane desires. Have no doubt; longings released by this potent philter are the enemies of order. They circulate in secret, under the noses of the authorities, in the form of books and poems. The assuaging pretext of literature provides you with this deadly enzyme at an unbelievably low price, and it's high time for its universal application! It's a genie in a bottle, safe as poetry in the bank. Buy it! Buy the damnation of your soul! Finally, you're going to be corrupted. Here's a machine to capsize the mind. I present to humanity, this most grandiose fait diver—a newly born vice, yet another madness bestowed upon man—Surrealism, son of frenzy and shadow! Come in! Come in! Here's where the realms of the instanta neous begin! Aragon, “The Imagination's Speech”