Showing posts with label Epitaph-One. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Epitaph-One. Show all posts

Monday 14 October 2019

Los Angeles, 2019



“ On the national scale, that same thing – 

self questions self; self encounters not-self; 

equals borders, war, destruction.. that’s where it goes. 

That’s where it ends. That thing ends in disaster.


It ends in neurosis on a personal level. 

And it ends in War on the national level.


So I began to think: “What could we replace that with?” And I was looking at these poor MPD fuckers. And I realised they just don’t have a context.


What would happen if we decided to abandon The Personality, and replace it with 

a Multiple Personality Complex


Because as we all know – everyone in here, I’m sure.. I mean, I feel as if I can say this for certain, knowing human beings as they are: sometimes you do things that you don’t want to do. Sometimes you do things that are contradictory to what you think. Sometimes you fuck yourself up.


Why? Because there’s not one person in here; there’s hundreds.


And if you start giving them names, and you start shuffling them about; if you start playing with them, you become a bigger human being. Because you’ve no longer allowed yourself to stop at your boundaries.

Imagine the personality as… let’s choose Windows, even though that’s a contentious one. Imagine the personality as Windows. Instead of the personality.. there’s so many people, I’m sure you’ve met them.. you talk to them, and they say “No, this is the way I am. I’ve worked on this. This is me. And I won’t change. And you’ll just have to work with that. This is me; this is important; this is what I’ve come to, 

and this is What I’ve Made Of Myself.


Bullshit. It’s a trap. They don’t 

go anywhere; they’re stuck there.


What if those same people were 

then given Personality-2000? 

Which is an upgrade, and an add-on? 

And here’s a bit of your personality that likes hip hop? 

Here’s a bit to your personality that likes ballet? 

And because we’ve all got them. And we’ve got the fucker.. 

we’ve got the serial killer inside; we’ve got the wonderful new-age bastard… we’ve got whatever we like. 


We’ve got James Bond in there. 


We’ve got Pussy Galore in there. 


They’re all there.”