Good erotic works are impregnated with love and eroticism, love to fill us with scents and eroticism to make us vibrate to ecstasy, just as Georges Bataille does in his erotic novels, which immerse the reader in seduction, sensations and sex. that are skin deep. The imaginary of this author takes us to some erotic encounters that overflow the limits and make us live the scene.

My mother is a symbolic narrative in which Bataille makes pain and debauchery violate their limits and reach transcendence. According to this author, the mother is one of the very diverse paths that exist to reach God, since His love is a more familiar and less disconcerting idea than the love of a sacred element; although the eroticism situated beyond the immediate real is far from being reducible to the love of God.

In this novel, published posthumously (1966), it is clear that the only way to describe the mother as an erotic character is by presenting her as obscene and provocative. There is a somewhat surprising obsessional trait in this: the narrator's behavior towards her mother is the same as that of the obscene who cannot quote the name of God or recite a sentence without including a profanity. For Bataille, eroticism is the experience of the limit, the transgression par excellence, the collapse of the order of the possible and the access to an ecstatic kingdom in the eternity of an ephemeral moment, in short: the impossible.

It is a very raw story, focused on the incestuous relationship where debauchery, eroticism, sex, madness, religion, homosexuality and the confusion that often occurs in adolescents, show that extremes meet.