William S. Burroughs Ipsum

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Every man has inside himself a parasitic being who is acting not at all to his advantage. there couldn't be a society of people who didn't dream. they'd be dead in two weeks. be just and if you can't be just, be arbitrary. like all pure creatures, cats are practical. a paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on. a psychotic is a guy who's just found out what's going on. 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 junk merchant doesn't sell his product to the consumer, he sells the consumer to his product. he does not improve and simplify his merchandise. he degrades and simplifies the client. like a tadpole's tail of the brain behind the eyes. because the eyes went out... people have nothing to say, but they are afraid of saying nothing, so what they do say comes out flat and vapid and meaningless. the shadow of death is on every face. death needs time for what it kills to grow in. the only possible ethic is to do what one wants to do. and there are my cats, engaged in a ritual that goes back thousands of years, tranquilly licking themselves after the meal. practical animals, they prefer to have others provide the food ... some of them do. there must have been a split between the cats who accepted domestication and those who did not..

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. 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. the face of 'evil' is always the face of total need. after that, he began waking up and the whole head... nerve connections were blocked... of the brain behind the eyes. people have nothing to say, but they are afraid of saying nothing, so what they do say comes out flat and vapid and meaningless. the shadow of death is on every face. i am trying like klee, to create something that will have a life of its own, that can put me in real danger, a danger which i willingly take on myself. we will endeavor to halt the industrial revolution before it is too late, to regulate population at a reasonable point, to eventually replace quantitative money with qualitative money, to decentralize, to conserve resources. the industrial revolution is primarily a virus revolution, dedicated to controlled proliferation of identical objects and persons. you are making soap, you don't give a shit who buys your soap, the more the soapier. and you don't give a shit who makes it, who works in your factories. just so they make soap..

A cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering. desperation is the raw material of drastic change. only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape. there is nothing more provocative than minding your own business. every man has inside himself a parasitic being who is acting not at all to his advantage. knowing you might not make it... in that knowledge courage is born. 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. danger is a biologic necessity, like dreams. if you face death, for that time, for the period of direct confrontation, you are immortal. there is in fact something obscene and sinister about photography, a desire to imprison, to incorporate, a sexual intensity of pursuit. you could hear him for blocks, he would tear it off his mouth like burning gasoline jelly and grow there. would have amputated spontaneously junk turns the user into a plant. plants do not feel pain since pain has no function in a stationary organism. junk is a pain killer. a plant has no libido in the human or animal sense. junk replaces the sex drive. seeding is the sex of the plant and the function of opium is to delay seeding. dream long enough and dream hard enough you will come to know dreaming can make it so... how long does it take man to realize that he cannot want what he wants? you have to live in hell to see heaven. tell allen i plead guilty to vampirism and other crimes against life. but i love him and nothing else cancels love. if, after spending time with a person, you feel as though you've lost a quart of plasma, avoid that person in the future. a writer does not own words any more than a painter owns colors. so lets dispense with this originality fetish... look, listen and transcribe and forget about being original. i don't know, but it sounds ominous. we better put a telepathic direction finder on benway. the man's not to be trusted. might do almost anything...turn a massacre into a sex orgy..." here lies a stupid son of a bitch who tried to make death a company cop..
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