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The Last Dancer-No Encore |
Diatribe V.
Attack Surrealists have the Power to retrieve the value of Existence!
We must reject their opening night PUPUs and the pissy wine of our
own
Betrayal!
A Pox to those who exploit our need to a Decent Life!
An STD to those who rob us with our own Lust for Recognition!
How did they come to take Our World?
Those who Produce Nothing!
As Artists, it is our Duty to determine the value of Our own
existence!
Only We can determine the toll Our folly takes
On the innocent and guilty alike!
Only We can separate the equality of Life and Death
From that which reeks of Pathos for Mankind!
To that end, let there be:
A VICTIM IN EVERY PAINTING!
AN ENEMY IN EVERY PAINTING!
A SOLUTION IN EVERY PAINTING!
As Attack Surrealists,
We have the Power to Confront, Confuse, and Abuse our enemies!
We have the Right to a Meaningful Existence of our own choosing!
We have a Right to be part of the Real World with some measure of
Dignity!
And, within that notion of Dignity, lies the Fundamental Difference
between
US:
Artists of the Beggar’s Corpse,
And You:
The Self-Anointed Nutbags of
The Culture-Vulture’s Roost
Or
In Plain English:
A Burnt Lunch feeding on the Platter of Perpetual Illusions!
With the scraps divided between Dilatants and Stooges.
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“Children of the Future” Santa Cruz County Jail 1975 |
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