William S. Burroughs Ipsum

A paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on. perhaps all pleasure is only relief. there is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. it is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve. writers, like elephants, have long, vicious memories. there are things i wish i could forget. in homosexual sex you know exactly what the other person is feeling, so you are identifying with the other person completely. in heterosexual sex you have no idea what the other person is feeling. to be an outlaw you must first have a base in law to reject and get out of, i never had such a base. i never had a place i could call home that meant any more than a key to a house, apartment or hotel room. ... am i alien? alien from what exactly? perhaps my home is my dream city, more real than my waking life precisely because it has no relation to waking life... hustlers of the world, there is one mark you cannot beat: the mark inside. as soon as you know you are in prison, you have a possibility to escape. danger is a biologic necessity, like dreams. if you face death, for that time, for the period of direct confrontation, you are immortal. and started eating. beating at it with his fists... in the morning with transparentjelly... he would tear it off his mouth that the asshole couldn't do was see. it needed the eyes. and then finally.

After one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say 'i want to see the manager.' most of the trouble in this world has been caused by folks who can't mind their own business, because they have no business of their own to mind, any more than a smallpox virus has. desperation is the raw material of drastic change. only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape. like all pure creatures, cats are practical. all over his mouth. the brain must have died....

Man is an artifact designed for space travel. he is not designed to remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is designed to remain a tadpole. the face of evil is always the face of total need. i miss you so much your absence causes me, at times, accute pain. i don't mean sexually. i mean in connection with my writing. knowing you might not make it... in that knowledge courage is born. the dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set-up by the non-dreamers like all pure creatures, cats are practical. it was unlike anything i ever heard. bubbly, thick, stagnant sound. a sound you could smell. this man worked for the carnival, you dig? "it is you who will shut up that's the one thing the silent, helpless suffering and then finally than a crab's eye at the end of a stalk..