“…sometimes close friendships have a tidal beat that pulls you towards different shores though the ocean that connects you remains.”
-Russell Brand
Russell Brand 1
“I regret that I didn’t realize that actually they’ve got no power over you at school — it’s all just a trick to indoctrinate you into being a conditioned, tame, placid citizen. Rebel, children, I urge you, fight the turgid slick of conformity with which they seek to smother your glory.”
-Russell Brand
Russell Brand 2
“To this day, I feel a fierce warmth for women that have the same disregard for the social conventions of sexual protocol as I do. I love it when I meet a woman and her sexuality is dancing across her face, so it’s apparent that all we need to do is nod and find a cupboard.”
-Russell Brand
Russell Brand 3
“It’s difficult to believe in yourself because the idea of self is an artificial construction. You are, in fact, part of the glorious oneness of the universe. Everything beautiful in the world is within you. No one really feels self-confident deep down because it’s an artificial idea. Really, people aren’t that worried about what you’re doing or what you’re saying, so you can drift around the world relatively anonymously: you must not feel persecuted and examined. Liberate yourself from that idea that people are watching you.”
-Russell Brand
(Blood)Hounds of love
I want to write well — to express myself fully, unabashed and unfettered. I want my thoughts to flow from me. I want to form that bridge between thought and expression with words.
Love is not a very sympathetic creature. Affection and attraction - they aren’t much better. See, my sympathy goes out the window when it comes to unattractive, unsightly women. And I’m sure that to a great extent women feel very similarly about men — this isn’t some polarized male sexism. It’s a human fault. I feel badly, ugly about this. It’s a crime that we preach fairness and honesty in our conduct — all but in matters of love of course. In love even the best of us are dogs.
Lets celebrate sincerity, not social cohesiveness. Lets make light of lightness, and not suck each others blood.
“He was born in a fury and he lived in lightning.”
-East of Eden p39
Life is too short to be tripped up by things — to not know. You must always know what it is you are doing, because you have such little time in which to do it.
All we can speak of is life and death. There is the world, and all that goes on in it, and then there is death. The final word. Everything and nothing. What a cold and heartless dichotomy. So let us celebrate the poetry in life to spite the heartlessness of death. What a fine thing it is to reach death at an appropriate time — to feel right about it. It can be done. I can feel it.
Loss of love: a small death.
Is it more important to feel love, or to have others feel love for you? Why not have both, of course. But you see, the problem with inspiring the feeling of love is that it often requires that you behave with cruelty and carelessness — such things infect others with love. A sick love. An infection.
To be influenced
Are you well respected? That is all I want to know about an author before I commit to reading their work. And if answer dishonestly it will show in their writing. Do you respect yourself? Well that’s got a lot to do with how much others respect you. These are essential questions, because how could you let your mind become poisoned with half-rate opinions? Its a precarious thing to become affected, influenced by bad opinions. If you can accept an earnest opinion then you have already gone too far — given too much of yourself. So you’d better be damn sure that you can appreciate living with that opinion and the weight that it bears on your conscience.
Humor
I find that with the people that I respect and enjoy I rarely attempt to be funny. And if I do its a rare humor in me that comes out — a benevolent, benign and creative wit flows from me. Its only with the people that I secretly hate or dominate that I actively seek out humor. So I can’t help but think that the same is true in others. When people act comically-facetious, or say ironical things it is a gesture that masks real hatred. Perhaps not malicious hatred; perhaps not even a conscious hatred, but a deep, underlying hatred that arises from a telegraphed physical rejection — something flowing in bad vibrations from one set of eyes to another. From one craning, articulating body to one boiling eye ball.
