THE DEATH OF BULLSHIT

The Artist #12 / 2016 / Mixed media by RCS

One day, I just got fed up. Fed up with being blindsided by bullshit. Woke up, and decided it wasn’t anything I had to agree to ever again. All those everyday mostly unspoken social contracts. Ones made-up by who knows who, and made way-back-when. “No more of this bullshit,” I said, and drew the line – in my mind, and out in the real world. I even said it to my friend, William, live and in person, on a Pioneer Square art walk. Back when fewer people just blurted out what was on their minds (before we finally figured out it was now or never). Be who you are. Tell your inner censor “You’ve been let go. Your services are no longer required.” All this was before tons of Crazytown bullshit rode the rails into Megalopolis Central, and Small Town USA, blasting through our phones or widescreens, 24-hours a day. The Bullshit Machine was cranked up high and spewed forth an endless, deeply foul steaming river of the most putrid bullshit ever manufactured. Endless supplies of massive bullshittery coming down the pipe. I realized I had to say no. No more bullshit of any sort from the news blabbers, who live deep inside Propaganda TV Universe, where bullshit never stops. It only keeps increasing. Hell, half the time they’re just recycling mislabeled bullshit from the bowels of untrusted sources. There’s a movement a-happening – millions of humans have been saying “no more” to the large quantities of bullshit we’re constantly being fed by social systems, strangers, random people we’ll maybe meet only once, and big mouth liars we’ll meet over and over. Tell them no, you ain’t got the time. TV Propaganda. Societal brainwashing. Family system brainwashing handed down for generations. Practically all of society’s norms. Great loads of what we were “taught” in school – most of it complete and utter bullshit. Admit it to yourself. See through and move beyond B.S. Belief Systems that have been running the culture, and by proximity, large parts of your life. Let them go. Feel yourself immediately breathing easier. Feel the enormous weight of carrying this load of socially enforced bullshit lifting up from your shoulders. Done. Gone. Over. No more. Wave bye-bye to it as it slithers out the door. Put up a sign (in your mind, or on your office wall). Bullshit is no longer welcome here. Be the woody-throated Raven who says Nevermore to bullshit. In any form, formulation, or format. Walk gleefully through the woodland path to internal freedom. Feel the utter lightness of letting yourself become bullshit-free.