The answer is simple
and obvious: nothing. You are passively consuming someone else's
creation, reading words you did not write for no other reason that entertainment.
You are sitting at a chair grasping a mouse with one hand, the other perhaps
resting on the keyboard or in your lap. Slack-jawed, a rivulet of
drool running out the corner of your mouth, you kill time.
COULD you be doing?
You could be getting some work
done, frankly. With all you have to do, I can't even IMAGINE what
you're doing at this site! You're going to be up until 3 a.m. anyway,
why are you extending it? Don't do this to yourself! There
is work to be done, and you are the one to do it! GO! GO!!!
's wrong with that?
Again, the answer is: exactly nothing.
Hopefully the heathens actually affected by the previous section have all
scuttled away to serve their corporate masters now. But you my friend,
ah, you are one of the elect. You know the way. Don't you?
Well, perhaps you don't KNOW you know. Let me explain.
"More leisure time." "Higher standard of living."
Bollocks. Of course we've been told that progress brings happiness
(and more money, but not necessarily to you). It makes sense, doesn't
it? "Oh, you're better than your parents." We'd all like to
believe that. But somehow or other all this progress didn't bring
us a whole lot of contentment. We have more leisure time, sure, but
somehow or other we've been convinced that the best use of that leisure
time is WORK.
did THAT happen?
To be truthful, I do not know. This is a puzzle
to be worked out by Church theologists when they have the time. But
I DO know this: they've got us right where they want us. What
do we want? Their STUFF. How to we get it? By helping
them to make lots of their STUFF. What do we do once we get it?
GET MORE STUFF. No matter your occupation, your main business is
CONSUMPTION. You are trained for this job from birth. It's
a fucking JUNK HABIT, THE socially acceptable addiction.
how do I go COLD TURKEY?
It's very simple: STOP MAKING AN EFFORT.
Don't let them run you around, carrot in front of your nose, red-hot poker
up your ass. Grab the fucking carrot, hump that poker, and STOP RIGHT
NOW. Sit back, listen to some music--really LISTEN--read a book,
masturbate. Do something for YOURSELF, something productive.
Don't fool yourself--when you're working, the only person you're working
for is SOMEONE ELSE. Talk to a loved one. Take a walk outside
and breathe REAL air. LIVE, for "God" 's sake!!! Stop being
a machine!!! STOP MAKING AN EFFORT!!!
is this, a joke?
If you think it is a joke, then you are already lost.
But if you are laughing, then you have that MISTIKKAL MORBID SENSE OF HUMOR,
the prized ability to laugh as they drive the nails into your flesh.
Use it as a sword.
what's the point?
There's a whole hidden world out there. Once
you stop trying, you switch from conscious to subconscious, muscles to
senses. Your eyes are wide open; you can see not only the LIES of
culture but the TRUTH: not just the IRONY in putting a Macy's ad
next to an article about a terrorist attack but the MEANING, the HIDDEN
CODE that is inherent in everything submitted for popular consumption but
that most people WILLFULLY IGNORE.
is the truth?
The answer is simple: fuck you. If I
told you that, what use would the church be?
The reality is that truth is SUBJECTIVE. It
is not only DEBATABLE but PERSONAL. Your truth is not MINE or JESUS'
or BUDDAH'S or CHARLES BUKOWSKI'S. It is YOURS, and you have to find
it on your own. But the WAY to truth is undoubtable doing without
doing, effort through non-effort. Once you learn to look, you can
truly see. But you will never see while running around. You
have to stop, take control of your own existence.
STOP MAKING AN EFFORT.
Let yourself flow like a river. Let yourself
be taken where life wants to take you, not money. Stop walking upstream;
find peace by going with the current. That is the way. That
is the truth. That is the life.