lampshade love

I hate the internet. This time I really do.
I hate the opportunity, the complicated life, all these friends we have. Reality is better. Reality is. . reality. That total positive which can never be anything but. ever, ever.
Throw your computer out the window.

Or use it to post grotesque pictures of your birthday party:













I hate myself; the luddite that never was, that never can be.
I'm surrounded by cords, by whirring, by aluminum, by chords.