William S. Burroughs Ipsum

Junk is the ideal product... the ultimate merchandise. no sales talk necessary. the client will crawl through a sewer and beg to buy. the only possible ethic is to do what one wants to do. 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 writers, like elephants, have long, vicious memories. there are things i wish i could forget. the dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set-up by the non-dreamers as soon as you know you are in prison, you have a possibility to escape. like all pure creatures, cats are practical. then it developed sort of teethlike... but the asshole would eat its way through same as any other mouth. like a tadpole's tail and the whole head... except for the eyes, you dig? so, the brain couldn't the silent, helpless suffering out of the closets and into the museums, libraries, architectural monuments, concert halls, bookstores, recording studios and film studios of the world. everything belongs to the inspired and dedicated thief.... words, colors, light, sounds, stone, wood, bronze belong to the living artist. they belong to anyone who can use them. loot the louvre! a bas l'originalit.