William S. Burroughs Ipsum

Language is a virus from outer space. a functioning police state needs no police. there couldn't be a society of people who didn't dream. they'd be dead in two weeks. in deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality. black magic operates most effectively in preconscious, marginal areas. casual curses are the most effective. perhaps all pleasure is only relief. you can't fake quality any more than you can fake a good meal. smash the control images. smash the control machine. language is a virus from outer space. when you stop growing you start dying. in the magical universe there are no coincidences and there are no accidents. nothing happens unless someone wills it to happen. 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. but the asshole would eat its way through shouting out it wanted equal rights. and it wanted to be kissed, screaming at it to shut up... nothing did any good, "it is you who will shut up and grow there. and the whole head....