Civilization, je suis fou de toi.
Greetings from Starbucks Coffee Yonge and Rosehill, Toronto, Ontario, Canada the world a million times over.
Words of nonsense are cast upon the walls. The idea seeming to be:
Paint the most pornographic depiction of the most cherished archetypes so as to seduce the mind into a realm of nonsense desire nonsense desire with which they can blow their economic load onto for the purposes of feeling secure, a moment of caffinated or de-caffinated disinsanity. That's why I'm here. I know I can expect a certain amount of fascism from starbucks, and I dig it. I know exactly what I'm going to get. A cup of coffee that will kick my ass.
A cup of coffee that will kick my ass, delivered with some mass produced slick style fashion fascism. It's beautiful.
Had a discussion with a friend yesterday and he said "If anyone wants to diss civilization they gotta come up with some sort of answer for the toilet and the refrigerator."
Yeah. I'm not into dissing civilization much anymore, rather praising it for its absurdity and basking in its conveniences, ways of transmutating desire, ways of forcing us to shoot our fire upon its creations to sustain them in an insane arrangement of complexity.
Words of nonsense are cast upon the walls. The idea seeming to be:
Paint the most pornographic depiction of the most cherished archetypes so as to seduce the mind into a realm of nonsense desire nonsense desire with which they can blow their economic load onto for the purposes of feeling secure, a moment of caffinated or de-caffinated disinsanity. That's why I'm here. I know I can expect a certain amount of fascism from starbucks, and I dig it. I know exactly what I'm going to get. A cup of coffee that will kick my ass.
A cup of coffee that will kick my ass, delivered with some mass produced slick style fashion fascism. It's beautiful.
Had a discussion with a friend yesterday and he said "If anyone wants to diss civilization they gotta come up with some sort of answer for the toilet and the refrigerator."
Yeah. I'm not into dissing civilization much anymore, rather praising it for its absurdity and basking in its conveniences, ways of transmutating desire, ways of forcing us to shoot our fire upon its creations to sustain them in an insane arrangement of complexity.