William S. Burroughs Ipsum

Nothing is true, everything is permitted. your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. after one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say i want to see the manager. every man has inside himself a parasitic being who is acting not at all to his advantage. cheat your landlord if you can -- and must -- but do not try to shortchange the muse. as a young child i wanted to be a writer because writers were rich and famous. they lounged around singapore and rangoon smoking opium in a yellow pongee silk suit. they sniffed cocaine in mayfair and they penetrated forbidden swamps with a faithful native boy and lived in the native quarter of tangier smoking hashish and languidly caressing a pet gazelle. then it developed sort of teethlike... and started eating. after that, he began waking up he would tear it off his mouth that's the one thing it needed the eyes. as one judge said to another judge: be just. and if you can't be just, be arbitrary..

Anything that can be done chemically can be done by other means. artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact. sometimes paranoia's just having all the facts. black magic operates most effectively in preconscious, marginal areas. casual curses are the most effective. the aim of education is the knowledge, not of facts, but of values. silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing. silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing. after one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say i want to see the manager. you know a real friend? someone you know will look after your cat after you are gone. cheat your landlord if you can -- and must -- but do not try to shortchange the muse. hustlers of the world, there is one mark you cannot beat: the mark inside. a cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering. open your mind and let the pictures out. i am not a person and i am not an animal. there is something i am here for something i must do before i can go. finally, it talked all the time, beating at it with his fists... except for the eyes, you dig? the brain must have died....

Admittedly, a homosexual can be conditioned to react sexually to a woman, or to an old boot for that matter. in fact, both homo - and heterosexual experimental subjects have been conditioned to react sexually to an old boot, and you can save a lot of money that way. in deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality. a paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on. nobody owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death. desperation is the raw material of drastic change. only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape. after one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say i want to see the manager. as a young child i wanted to be a writer because writers were rich and famous. they lounged around singapore and rangoon smoking opium in a yellow pongee silk suit. they sniffed cocaine in mayfair and they penetrated forbidden swamps with a faithful native boy and lived in the native quarter of tangier smoking hashish and languidly caressing a pet gazelle. nothing is true, everything is permitted. did i ever tell you about the man who taught his asshole to talk? his whole abdomen would move up and down, you dig, farting out the words. it was unlike anything i ever heard. bubbly, thick, stagnant sound. a sound you could smell. this man worked for the carnival, you dig? and built an act around it... and grow there. that's the one thing that the asshole couldn't do was see. sealed off. of the brain behind the eyes. and then finally the brain must have died... and there was no more feeling in them what a horrible loutish planet this is. the dominant species consists of sadistic morons, faces bearing the hideous lineaments of spiritual famine swollen with stupid hate. hopeless rubbish..