Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
There's no right, there's no wrong, there's only popular opinion.
I want the future to be unknown. I want to become a whole person.
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
The things you own end up owning you.
There's the television. It's all right there - all right there. Look, listen, kneel, pray. Commercials! We're not productive anymore. We don't make things anymore. It's all automated. What are we for then? We're consumers