Barcelona

The most animalistic thing we can do is dissolve.

Indulge in the senses. Forget meaning. Forget context. Forget why or who or how. Just feel. Fall stupid. Be stupid. Be a fucking fish. Be a Mormon. Be a moron. Be a wet towel. Be a chair. Suck a gas can. Swallow fire. Stick a pump up your ass and film it until it overflows—until red fuel leaks from your body like a truth. Light yourself. Burn.

Let your children watch.

Let your partner watch.

Don’t be selfish.

This is communion.

This is family time.

Be stupid. Be primal. Worry about the basic. Worry about bills. Pay them. Then worry again. And again.

Live in fear.

Let it govern you. Let the dark be your god. Not logic. Never logic. Logic is the real fear.

Now. Take that canister. Douse yourself.

Strike the match.

Feel the flame.

Make sure they watch.

Because if they don’t—

Did it really happen?

Are you real?

Are you really real?

Are you really really really real?

Are you

really

you?