Saturday, May 20, 2006

I've got nerves that jingle jangle jingle

Apathy Jack writes:

What about a little shack at the edge of the world? I could get a place at the last outpost. Live for years and never see anyone. I would have to hunt for my food. It would take years to detox civilisation from my mind but eventually it would happen. What would my thoughts be of? A mind clear of the paranoia of crime and violence. No jealously, no dread. Might be boring, but that would fade away as the years go on. No, it would never work. I'm addicted to fear and bad air. Without the threat of violence, I am nothing. Classic. The victim thinks he's the lucky one. Without too much noise and pollution I get bored and depressed.

- Henry Rollins, Solipsist

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