Showing posts with label Burroughs. Show all posts
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Thursday, May 02, 2013

A Little Acerbic Advice

WORDS OF ADVICE FOR YOUNG PEOPLE

People often ask me if I have any words of advice for young people. Well, here are a few simple admonitions for young and old.

Never interfere in a boy and girl fight.

Beware of whores who say they don't want money. The hell they don't. What they mean is they want more money. Much more.

If you're doing business with a religious son of a bitch, get it in writing. His word isn't worth shit, not with the good Lord telling him how to fuck you on the deal.

Avoid half fuckups. You all know the type. Anything they have anything to do with, no matter how good it sounds, turns into a disaster.

Do not offer sympathy to the mentally ill. Tell them firmly, "I am not paid to listen to this drivel. You are a terminal fool."

Now some of you may encounter the devil's bargain if you get that far. Any old soul is worth saving at least to a priest, but not every soul is worth buying. So you can take the offer as a compliment.

They try the easy ones first, you know, like money, all the money there is. Yeah but who wants to be the richest guy in some cemetery? Money won't buy it. Not much left to spend it on, eh, Gramps? Getting too old to cut the mustard.

How's a young body grab you? Like 3 card monty; Like pea under the shell; Now you see it now you don't. Haven't you forgotten something, Gramps? In order to feel something, you have to be there. You have to be 18. You're not 18, you are 78. Old fool sold his soul for a strap-on.

Well they always try the easy ones first - how about an honorable bargain? "You always wanted to become a doctor well now's your chance. Why, you could have become a great healer and benefit humanity. What's wrong with that?" Just about everything. There are no honorable bargains involving exchange of qualitative merchandise like souls for quantitative merchandise like time and money. So piss off Satan and don't take me for dumber than I look. As an old junk pusher told me, "Watch whose money you pick up."

William Burroughs






Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Word-Filled Wednesday

From "My Education", by William S. Burroughs:
"An experience most deeply felt is the most difficult to convey in words. Remembering things brings the emptiness, the acutely painful awareness of irreparable loss.
From my window, I can see the marble slab over Ruski's grave... Ruski, my first and always special cat, a Russian Blue from the woods of East Kansas. Every time I see the grave, I get that empty feeling where something was, and isn't anymore, and will never be again."







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