One of my favorite quotes are the one from the Doors song, referring to the quote by William Blake.. And then I realized how fucking neat it is to combine that with the favorite CotSG-Slogan.
But every idiot seems to misinterpret that quote – they seem to think it means committing a slow kind of suicide – but it means actually choosing to do whatever you want and just let what happens happen—AND actually chose to enjoy living—until you die eventually, anyway it is destined to happen, anyway.. SO since you are on the highway and don’t care—you might as well not care enough to actually eat the hell out of the hamburger – take the good parts hearty and feel joy about not having to care while you absolutely live for a full appreciation while you can. Nothing matters..
Nothing matters anymore, so might as well kill the father fuck the mother = reform the entire world into a hamburger-world—and just ride, ride, ride.. And blast right through the Con like a lancer of fire, defy the entire “truth” of the cosmos which the old tradition of the Con has imprinted in our minds since long, and live for a fact that is saying that there doesn’t, and never have, existed a truth.
So stay postitive , children, and just cruise down the highway to the end of the night, fellars..
I’ve been living by this for many years, now – and look where it has brought me–IN A HELLISH-HELL, but it’s still SOMEWHERE.. I’m about to greet another day– In HELL, yes– BUT, it’s MY HELL.. I could die NOW – and it would be smiling.. I’M READY, PRAISE “BOB”!!! But still got some pussy to fuck.. Still got some dollars to spend, some flowers to sniff, or puff(certain fropilus-fillefikus), some sunrises to admire – BUT I COULD GO, NOW..
It’s my own private hell – it belongs to me and ONLY me,,,so in a way, it feel like not hell – “i’ve been down so very damn long, that it seems like up to me..”.. This fucked up brain has at least not gone fucked up by working any fucking day-job, that’s for sure..That special feeling, of losing it all, end up on rock bottom, and end up all alone (i still got my family, but…well, maybe Jin, now too– if she would have me..).. Heh, life is strange..peculiar..
Here, a song for this night: https://youtu.be/skxduT4A3Zc
Here’s the song i’m referring to, by the way: https://youtu.be/nuu-OChaEas
You might think it’s lame…if you’re pinkboys… But anyway, seriously, that song means so fucking much for me, ever since i first heard it– or first understood it, at least.. It’s the basis i spend my time on earth, according to.. The philosophy in that there’s an end of the night, and all, makes life meaningful to live…you CAN actually take that highway– you don’t actually HAVE TO stay at the super-8 moping and crying…life is worth living, just because of the simple fact that nothing makes any difference, anyway, so you can choose to ride it, ride the snake or whatever..dancing through life; like soft, mad children Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy.. No, im not afraid to die – death is a sunrise, i believe – a happy merry day..