Perry.
Twenty-whatever.
Newcastle/Gateshead.
Guy in the middle background of every picture you ever took at any art show, gig, or poetry reading ever.

To live without dead time, to fill every evening with something, anything. To buy nothing, to create, to destroy, to explore but never consume life as prepackaged 'products'.

Stop defining self by the TV shows or magazines or products or brands or celebrities you 'like'. Your profiles read like manifests of boredom, the fake chemical ingredient lists on the empty packaging that fills the bin of your life.

Eat what you steal. Read what you borrow. Sell everything you don't use daily.

We live in a cynical age - Apathy and irony in place of genuine opinion. We cannot win the war, but what if the war is for your soul? To flail and scream at the system, without hope of victory, is hope.

Every petty act of rebellion is a victory. It is the victory of desire and passion over the crushing cynicism of logic.

Life in itself is absurd. One Must imagine Sisyphus happy.
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