Monday, 21 November 2016

The Glory Of The Toaster Strudel

We are obsessed with holes. The desire to insert a bodily object into one, or many. The fear of alien objects coming out.

The hole as an object.

Abjection of holes is necessary for society. Cockroaches, ants, rats scuttering through gaps in walls makes your skin crawl as if you are your home and they are weaving under the surface of your being. Capitalism tells you to buy a new house. Move on up. Spend. Fill the holes of your home, both the house you are in and your body, with things. Objects. Stuff the emptiness with material goods until you no longer perceive their significance.

Society tells men to stuff women. Watch the male figure stuff them and use them. Fill them to his pleasure. Holes.