"This place is curious, this place is a non place. It’s not located in some secret corner of the soul, since there are no secrets; it’s actually devouring the entire inside, projecting itself on the outside… gaining substance, encouraging stings, thirst and hunger all around."
- Natura Principia
So much energy spent on categorising
nonsense with such pedantry, carefully gathering and classifying absolute void,
proudly multiplying time with zero, achieving profoundly nothing. All knowing
in their delusional psyche, creating opinions out of polls. Defying time with
face lifting, pumping vitamin injections in an attempt to revive dead cells,
botox streaming through rusty tissues, forever lost erections… on their own public
road to infinity, one breath away from perfection… perfection, fake as it is:)
Stereotypes obsessively imposing an
idea of a free will meant only to imprison for good.
TV is pissing loudly on the floor
of my living room, filling my head with excrement of someone else’s fictional dreams…