if...

if...

you know the answer, don't bother to ask the question!

advice to those who've already "made up their minds."

i decided to be a resistor to the "social reality" a long time ago, but i suppose it gets harder and harder the older i get. i had a theory once that it was possible to escape the "radar" of class conscious idiots by simply "blanking/zenning out" and being "me" (once known affectionately as "the rude hawaiian"). the strategy doesn't necessarily work so well nowadays: my superego is too powerful; i can no longer escape its ever-present sauron-esque eye.

i still nevertheless cling to the possibility of innocence, of simplicity, of sincerity. and i still believe in both blindness and skin. being unseeing and hollow.

ironic, isn't it, that to be of true worth in this world of too-much-information-and-too-little-heart, one must embody worthlessness. i SWEAR it's the only way. once you invest in the one-up game of the world, thinking you've got some clever new play, you've already LOST. irrevocably lost.

think i'm kidding?

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socrates had it right. to be wise, you must know nothing at all. absolutely nothing.