You never let anyone fall out of love with you. These were the words he said to me, and as always, I believed him. I always believe whatever anyone tells me about who I am because I have no cohesive sense of self, other than the fact that I am myself. Can’t escape that.

My sister in law asked me if I believed in the soul and it really annoyed me. I asked her what she meant by “soul” and she didn’t have an answer, predictably. I can’t argue with people like this because I always feel like I’m taking advantage of their stupidity. I’m arrogant, yes, but who didn’t toss out the idea of the soul with the idea of god? What self-respecting intellectual believes in god anymore? It’s become a standard of sanity for me: atheism.

There’s no truth, is what I’m getting at. There’s no “self” just as there is no “soul.” Its all just made up to make us feel like we are obligated to contribute to society in some way–get behind the mule, we all have to work. We all have to work to produce more in this consumption-driven society. We all have to contribute to the economy, the traffic, the emissions that are quickly ruining the planet, and then what will happen then, you assholes? The best way to contribute to american society is to leave it. DON’T give your best to the US; it will be swallowed and spit up like the fake shit it is.

Remember–we are all products of our environment, so we are destined to produce shit. Can’t escape that.