Everything in nature is perfectly real including consciousness, there's absolutely nothing to worry about. Not only have the chains of the Law been broken, they never existed; demons never guarded the stars, the Empire never got started, Eros never grew a beard.
No, listen, what happened was this: they lied to you, sold you ideas of good & evil, gave you distrust of your body & shame for your prophethood of chaos, invented words of disgust for your molecular love, mesmerized you with inattention, bored you with civilization & all its usurious emotions.
There is no becoming, no revolution, no struggle, no path; already you're the monarch of your own skin--your inviolable freedom waits to be completed only by the love of other monarchs; a politics of dream, urgent as the blueness of sky.
I love this book the way I love poetry. It's not like I believe everything it says, I just love the way he says it, and the wonderful crazy ideas that are in the book. Examples:
POETIC TERRORISM: Weird dancing in all-night computer-banking lobbies. Unauthorized pyrotechnic displays. Land-art, earthworks as bizarre alien artifacts strewn in State Parks. Burglarize houses but instead of stealing, leave Poetic-Terrorist objects. Kidnap someone & make them happy.
Awesome!
In other news, I went to Siwa again!!! I promise (really I do!) that I will post about it tomorrow. I may even start writing tonight and save a draft so I can have all my ideas down! It was a totally magical trip. Ok, time to go watch '17 Again' (that movie is seriously awesome)! Goodnight!
No comments:
Post a Comment