Primary Impulses and Liars: An Introduction

I am inclined to satisfy my preoccupation with the supposed failures of man and the uniqueness of something’s entire existence as one saturated in discord and violence.  I find these features constant throughout the history of humanity; every expression of man resonates with the next, there is no progress except that in the art of war, all else is process.

We are always attempting to control the irrepressible, struggling to survive and advance, grasping false hope and illusionary peace in anticipation of just one moment of stillness.  But why fight ourselves?  As if genocide, greed and lust are products of a degenerate society or the so-called evil individual- some ‘problem’ to be solved.  The only ‘problem’ is the total disregard of our disposition which we are not taught to control or respect but rather deny and reject. 

Let’s assent to our nature and refuse to shamefully hide ourselves.  We can acknowledge and defend our appetites without sacrificing societal accord.  We lack passion because we fear the intensity of our primary impulses but there is no dichotomy between gratification and mastery.   Let us delight in both the repulsive and gracious within ourselves and accept the full identity of our spirit.   These compulsions are inside us all, within mothers, fathers, your priest, the neighbors, strangers in the grocery store, your enemies, your lovers, even your grandma and pep pep and we all want the same thing…raw. fucking. pussy. 

This blog was created to illustrate this fact.