GIVE IT TO ME |
[31 Jan 2008|11:41pm] |
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YOU ARE A VICTIM OF THE RULES YOU LIVE BY
NO RECORD OF JOY CAN BE LIKE THE JUICE THAT JUMPS THROUGH YOUR SKULL WHEN YOU ARE PERFECT IN SEX. YOU POSITION YOUR SPINE UNTIL IT WAVES. YOUR HANDS RUN TO SPOTS THAT FEEL DIFFERENT. BREATHING TELLS THE PERSON WHAT TO DO. YOU TRY TO STOP BECAUSE THAT IS THE FUN. THEN YOU SQUEEZE AND BECOME UNCONSCIOUS NEAR WHOMEVER WHICH IS THE DANGEROUS THING IN THE WORLD. AT THE END YOU DO NOT WANT. YOU CARRY THIS SENSATION TO THE CRUEL PLACES YOU GO.
REVOLUTION BEGINS WITH CHANGES IN THE INDIVIDUAL
DESTROY SUPERABUNDANCE. STARVE THE FLESH, SHAVE THE HAIR, EXPOSE THE BONE, CLARIFY THE MIND, DEFINE THE WILL, RESTRAIN THE SENSES, LEAVE THE FAMILY, FLEE THE CHURCH, KILL THE VERMIN, VOMIT THE HEART, FORGET THE DEAD. LIMIT TIME, FORGO AMUSEMENT, DENY NATURE, REJECT ACQUAINTANCES, DISCARD OBJECTS, FORGET TRUTHS, DISSECT MYTH, STOP MOTION, BLOCK IMPULSE, CHOKE SOBS, SWALLOW CHATTER. SCORN JOY, SCORN TOUCH, SCORN TRAGEDY, SCORN LIBERTY, SCORN CONSTANCY, SCORN HOPE, SCORN EXALTATION, SCORN REPRODUCTION, SCORN VARIETY, SCORN EMBELLISHMENT, SCORN RELEASE, SCORN REST, SCORN SWEETNESS, SCORN LIGHT. IT'S A QUESTION OF FORM AS MUCH AS FUNCTION, IT IS A MATTER OF REVULSION.
I HAVE A HOT HOLE THAT WAS PUT IN ME. I CAN LIVE WITH IT. PEOPLE MADE IT AND USE IT TO GET TO ME. I CAN HURT IT TOO BUT USUALLY I PUT MY THINKING THERE FOR EXCITEMENT. WHEN MY MIND IS RIGHT I CAN SAY WHAT NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR. I BRAG ABOUT KNOWING BETTER BUT THE LAST KIND PART OF ME RAVES BECAUSE I WILL NOT BE THE ONLY DEAD ONE. I KEEP THE HOLE OPEN.
THE NEW DISEASE CAME. I LEARN THAT TIME DOES NOT HEAL. EVERYTHING GETS WORSE WITH DAYS. I HAVE SPOTS LIKE A DOG. I COUGH AND CANNOT TURN MY HEAD. I CONSIDER SLEEPING WITH PEOPLE I DO NOT LIKE. I NEED TO LIE BACK TO FRONT WITH SOMEONE WHO ADORES ME. I WILL THINK MORE BEFORE I CANNOT. I LOVE MY MIND WHEN IT IS FUCKING THE CRACKS OF EVENTS. I WANT TO TELL YOU WHAT I KNOW IN CASE IT IS OF USE. I WANT TO GO TO THE FUTURE PLEASE.
Jenny Holzer (http://mfx.dasburo.com/art/truisms.html)
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