These past two weeks have been good.
I have been imagining everyone as walking pieces of meat or pieces of shit with air holes in them, making sounds that other meat might consider as speech.
Sartre said, "Hell is other people." So when there are no other people, just walking, talking pieces of meat, there is no hell.
Look at it this way. If you're a misanthrope like me and hate people, then you must stop thinking about them. If you love people, then you have to let them go.
So with my revisited motto - I DO NOT GIVE A FLYING FUCK - I have re-learned how not to care.
Meat can die for all I care. Who gives a shit?
Now, I'm focusing on my Great Works. Only that. I have become a machine. A robot. Robotic. RoboCop.
I got this great revelation while sitting under the Tree of Sefirot - the Tree of Life, according to Jewish traditions.
Only I exist in my universe. Other people are just there because I believe they're there. They can all just fuck off and die.
And now, for the Daily Porn.