Sporadic Free Association Essay by a well-fed auto-didactic honesty monster:
My work is about the hiding and not hiding. About trying to be as open and honest as I can be to inhabit dark places where there is nothing but feeling, danger, distress and evil! My mission is to sail around the World and then confess my own homosexuality while marrying a girl I have always, secretly, adored. Immediately, I will disown my family accusing them of being recalcitrant students of the Universe. Life is not a business, I will proclaim, as they shuffle their feet awkwardly.
A vast portion of human consciousness now comes from Television – i.e. - its initial creation and subsequent consumption, I often forget this.
Note: The ability of any human being to deal with their shadow positively is possibly one of the greatest things that can be achieved in this life circuit. Every man and woman has a demon equal to their angel.
Note on the Self: Pour one self out and spread generously, then store in the freezer; bring out of the freezer then leave to defrost, iron thoroughly then wear proudly.
Interruption: I am my own experience, shouted a selfish-egotistic pop idol rectangular brained human television of flesh! Of course, it’s true, one may only experience life through the vessel of the singular body with all five senses attuned working simultaneously – at this level – one is ones own experience.
Moving on, I shall then write The Book of Sexuality that shall enlighten the universe and create several new colours hitherto unseen! Hear all, between the light and the darkness there Lieith the grey area and through the greyness there is only fog and in the fog blindness and in the blindness much striving and in the striving much sufferance and in the sufferance much love and in the love much instinct and in the instinct much light and darkness and between the light and darkness there Leith the grey area!
The Kingdom of Greyness – where every being is but variation of shade, where every being is but a variation upon variations! Where every being is not individual but authentic noble glue upon which things stick together! The Holy gyzym of mind matter, molecule glued within One Big Absolute Universe of Constant Consciousness!
Note: God is alive well-fed like most, a reader of Ancient texts, avid student of the harpsichord. God is a selfish, irritable, cantankerous young man with an over active imagination, chronic bowel problems and an ego the size of the Empire State Building!
I am coming to the point: As society is increasingly mechanised to the extreme point of pure tight necessary RED-TAPE, it is left to certain sane human Authenticates to remind the most effective-bureaucratic system of society and all its myriad expendable ants, that love and life, the inner chi of passion and breathing are not based upon any single a priori concept or organising life principle, but are rather the outcome of a perpetual fungicide of the pursuit of Growth, of chaos of blooming, blooming, blooming, blooming life directionless will utterly unintentional spontaneous will forever, Amen!