Casey Hallas Art


All of it meant something. You cannot escape “meanness.” It’s in the heart of academia. All these people who took stabs at your character and undermined your success in life. What do they mean to you? They ain’t shit. They’re off running intellectual algorithms for the slave-owners. What have you been doing? Looking at the world with open eyes. You see the potential, you see the signified. They feed on pain. When you start rebuilding your psyche – why would you EVER want to be the whipping boy at their dinner parties again? Didn’t you think I would notice? It’s more like – here’s my gun. Here’s my back and here’s my cock. You think human history would have been a lesson to these fools, but it isn’t. That’s what will catch you off guard. Their hubris.

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