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Happiness is a byproduct of function, purpose, and conflict; those who seek happiness for itself seek victory without war. 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. after one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say i want to see the manager. the face of 'evil' is always the face of total need. it would get drunk, too, and have crying jags. around here anymore..

Anything that can be done chemically can be done by other means. 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. the way to kill a man or a nation is to cut off his dreams, the way the whites are taking care of the indians: killing their dreams, their magic, their familiar spirits. be just and if you can't be just, be arbitrary. the aim of education is the knowledge, not of facts, but of values. in my writing i am acting as a map maker, an explorer of psychic areas, a cosmonaut of inner space, and i see no point in exploring areas that have already been thoroughly surveyed. like all pure creatures, cats are practical. your knowledge of what is going on can only be superficial and relative. your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. 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. i am getting so far out one day i won't come back at all. the best way to keep something bad from happening is to see it ahead of time... and you can't see it if you refuse to face the possibility. danger is a biologic necessity, like dreams. if you face death, for that time, for the period of direct confrontation, you are immortal. and to start with it was like a novelty ventriloquist act. after a while, the ass started talking on its own. he would go in without anything prepared... and his ass would ad-lib and toss the gags back at him every time. it would get drunk, too, and have crying jags. same as any other mouth. finally, it talked all the time, you could hear him for blocks, like a tadpole's tail all over his mouth. nerve connections were blocked... give orders anymore. the silent, helpless suffering and there was no more feeling in them than a crab's eye at the end of a stalk..

Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. 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. our national drug is alcohol. we tend to regard the use any other drug with special horror. 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. nothing is true, everything is permitted. there couldn't be a society of people who didn't dream. they'd be dead in two weeks. hustlers of the world, there is one mark you cannot beat: the mark inside. in my writing i am acting as a map maker, an explorer of psychic areas, a cosmonaut of inner space, and i see no point in exploring areas that have already been thoroughly surveyed. the face of evil is always the face of total need. you can't fake quality any more than you can fake a good meal. the first and most important thing an individual can do is to become an individual again, decontrol himself, train himself as to what is going on and win back as much independent ground for himself as possible i am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. i don't care if people hate my guts; i assume most of them do. the important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. my affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits. in the u.s. you have to be a deviant or die of boredom. artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact. when you stop growing you start dying. the best way to keep something bad from happening is to see it ahead of time... and you can't see it if you refuse to face the possibility. that old feeling is still in my leaking heart. then it developed sort of teethlike... and started eating. he thought this was cute at first nothing did any good, and the asshole said to him... after that, he began waking up in the morning with transparentjelly... all over his mouth. that the asshole couldn't do was see. the silent, helpless suffering.