he the man

Insolence Smith, 1997


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Introduction

On the hyperreal superhighway you cruise topless and uninhibited, bottomless and unequivocal, brainless and unintentional. You see a little broken down house on the side of the mind and thus you step into the existence of Insolence Smith, he makes you a coffee and talks to you about weather and the soul and when he dies quietly nobody notices because it makes no difference to his state, everybody loves a rebel, everybody loves to feel important, such is life, but we all know that's bullshit and we all know where we fit into the epiphany of the new christ who beatific and magnificent and decrepit and self-destructive germinates the new order with a dictatorship of pleasantry and feeds us the germs of satisfaction and lets us feel in some way real. this is the hyperreal superhighway and this is your messiah and thine is the kingdom the power and the glory forever and ever, amen

This and all that follows, Copyright Simon Clayton, 1997, so no copying, you nefarious fascist bastards

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