I knew well that I risked death; for any drug that so potently controlled and shook the very fortress of identity, might by the least scruple of an overdose or at the least inopportunity in the moment of exhibition, utterly blot out that immaterial tabernacle which I looked to it to change.
Banekien heriotz-arriskuan jarriko nintzatekeela, zeren-eta nortasunaren zokoa berbera kordokatzeko eta menperatzeko botere itzela zuen droga gauza bait zen nik aldatu nahi nuen materiagabeko bizitegia erabat hutseratzeko.