Shit Matters...Excuse My French!
Life can be pretty unbearable at times. I am going through so much lately that I honestly feel a victim of the greed. Other people's greed naturally. I came to the conclusion that it would be much better not to own anything at all, except oneself and one's feelings. This is all I need, this is all that matters. The rest is just...shit! Ferruccio Brugnaro's poem "Buy, Always Consume" translated by Jack Hirschman is a perfect one for my mood today. Buy, buy more than you can consume. Consume. Fuck over any relationship. Step on everything and always buy everything up. Carry home as much as you can. Stuff, stuff yourself with greed. Don’t look anybody in the eyes. Surround yourself with high walls so neither grass nor human voices can reach you; sink, sink into the shit as deep as you can go. You must be on your guard; buy away, carry it home always consume. Look around, make sure they’re not robbing you; trample any flower any plant. Buy, alwa...