I miss the times when we were silent
Let’s get dilated.
I got all your glaciers in retreat.
when
All I ever wanted was to be covered
in doppelgänger husk.
People will brag about what they’ve achieved, but they don’t brag about the price they paid to get it.
I grasp at each second, trying to suck it dry: nothing happens which I do not seize, which I do not fix forever in myself, nothing, neither the fugitive tenderness of those lovely eyes, nor the noises of the street, nor the false dawn of early morning: and even so the minute passes and I do not hold it back, I like to see it pass.
I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.
People who live in society have learned how to see themselves in mirrors as they appear to their friends. I have no friends. Is that why my flesh is so naked?
I construct my memories with my present. I am lost, abandoned in the present. I try in vain to rejoin the past: I cannot escape.
When you have to kill a man, it costs nothing to be polite.
“embarrassing overcompensated retards who need something to flaunt while their Tesla is charging.”
Look at that little guy in the middle, coiffed so perfectly for his big photo-op and taking his little gadget as seriously as the world-changing technology it is. “I’d fuck me,” he seems to be saying — automatically translated by his stupid glasses into Portuguese or some shit.
And in this unmoored, frenetic world, we need our symbols — our useless, useless symbols — more than ever.
If you don’t understand people, they become arbitrary. You’ll live in a world where people screw you over for no reason, and you’ll waste a lot of energy being angry and depressed. You might also think people’s actions have something to do with you when they don’t. This will mess with your self-image and hinder your interactions with other people.
You’ll have a lot of trouble resolving conflicts because good conflict resolution requires both parties to see the other person’s side. This will cause you to lose friends and put you at a disadvantage in your career. It also makes people hate you.
A man walks into a bar. He walks into it again. And again. And again. There are thousands of him now, confused & screaming.