Cheese Touch Anti-Consumerism
Objects you own are just Things unless you make them personal. They’re things we assign value through experience and that process has been disrupted by having to pay for both items and experiences. It's a man-made disturbance in the process of attachment. That's a dangerous thing in a world that thrives off of being unattached, no? The meaning an item holds makes it more valuable to me than the price it has. It's the memories something has attached to it that make it's meaning objective, and even then, only to the owner of that item. That hardly happens now. People are obsessed with having the most expensive everything. Collectible figures, passion projects, self expression, they're all monetised. Paywalled behind a Who-Can-Piss-Out-The-Most-Money competition. Self expression has become a rich man's game now. Even the poor are getting lazy. Shelling out money to their website of the week for a consolation prize so that we too can have the illusion of not caring about what we spend our last 10 bucks on. It’s boring. Nobody cares about what they spend on, what they own anymore. You can consume media in the same way, did you know that? It's a hell of a drug. Shovelling piles of it into your mouth and filling the cheese-grater holes in your brain with knowledge that means nothing. Praying for something to numb your skull and feeling satiated in the realisation that although it doesn’t plug the holes properly, shoving something in there will keep you from letting anything special leak out or in. I'll tell you what I do to guys like that. Do you want to know? If you run your finger over his brain you can feel the dips in the ridges and folds and gyri but most importantly you can jam your fingers into the indents left by the knowledge that doesn't stick. It never fills the holes to the brim. You can jam your index finger and your thumb in there and watch him twitch and flail. You compress the cheese in that hole and it comes leaking out another. Soon your finger is so deep that you can feel around the bottom. Run the pad of it over more holes. Feel the pulsing core of it and when you reach out to grasp it your hand phases right through. Then he stops twitching and his breath gets real slow; Then’s the fun part. What do you think happens next? He's been braindead all his life. (He looks up at you with bleary eyes and snot dribbling down his face from tears.) You have the opportunity to fix it. (There's no more space in his brain for trying to fight it) You reach both hands into the holes in his skull (stretched wide enough to let your fist glide right through) grab on by the inside walls of it and shake, You shake his skull around until something clicks into place and he realises he doesn’t want to die like this, by then he thinks there’s nothing he can do. He’s lost everything so he has everything to gain. When he stops screaming you know it’s been long enough and you can let go. Pull your hands from his brain and wipe the pus and blood off on the front of your pants and look him in the eyes. You can watch a transformation take place - See how death can change you. How from rotten molden faecal matter in the shape of a skull you can grow something, grow a person. That’s what you Need to grow a person. Do you see it now? You’re not born into personhood, you're born human. You become a person when you look death in the eye and decide to stop fighting.
See what having a working brain does for you? You’d know all about that though I bet