Courage of Truth (more like having courage to confess having AIDS up your ass lol :3)
This is some boring ASSSS SHIT. Extremely long, fucking loooongggggg. Only shit longer is Foucault’s dick compared to this prolonged speech about why Greeks we’re faggots.
This is like, ideal if you’re having seminars on Socrates, and you learn a lot about nakedness, what does it mean to be a fucking naked freak, what form of analysis he uses to understand the dicks, value the, shape them.
He is bald, and like, if he would to suck me off I would definitely spank his head before spanking the ass.
C’MON AIDS BITCHHH, X-MAN BALDOOO, YA CRAZYY NINJA TURTLE WITH A TURTLENECKS, THE TURTLKENECKNESS. DING DANG WONGOOOO, UP THE ASS UP THE MASS FAST GASS HIT THE BASS.
At one point I was like, yeah postmodernism was cool, next thing you know I’m becoming a CUNSUMEERRR TO DEBORDD. Though he was a post-modernist as well. Which means that I’m not a faggot but a Foucauldian.
AXIOMS OF POWER ARE LIKE, THESE, WUSHHHH, AND FEEWEWEWEWEWE. And like *pulls out Discipline and Punish*, DEMAND TO BE PUNISHEEDDDD. Reading this book I finally can grasp the concept of prison being school and like, its cool to be gay.
Discourse is like a, metamorphosis crap with extra layers of WHAT THE FUCK. Essentially it turns to, the different relations of power which one is subjugated to, which forms of discourses are to be excavated by approaching our history with a genealogical analysis, what truths do we value the most and for which reasons, like for what fucking REASON DOES MY PSYCHIATRIST THINK THAT I’M A FUCKINGGG AUTIST. FUCKINGG NORTHERN ORCS, THE BLOODY OWLLSS.
And the power is kinda like, social relations which are the influxes of a necessary creationism of the given society. Yeah, and so like, my dick has no power because there’s no portrait of Cortazar to which my dick would be erected towards.
And like, reading the birth of the fetus gives me this area of, understatement by which I kinda realized how asylums we’re formed but also the relations of power which have their play with knowledge and intimacy with economy.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA coke
I’M GOING TO DISCIPLINE MY MOTHER TO FIGHT MY OTHER MOMMY
Its weird living with a women you can’t fuck. Like you don’t want to fuck her, but the knowing of having no way to fuck her is like, fucking, fucked.
At one time I tried fucking my neighbors wife, and she’s like a whore so it was fine and I’m a bit calmer. But still not satisfied, so the neighbors daughter like, helps me with VOLCANIC REACTION OVER NOT HAVING THE WAY OF DOINGG IT AAAAAAHHHHH MAKES ME WANT TO CASTRATE SHITT.
I took an onion and cut it in half just to enrage my eyes. Castrated the onion to fuck my SALOMION UUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
At times the wind like, makes you get naked, so it makes you gay like Foucault.
Asylums are fun though, not sure why Foucault hated them that much. Gang with Ronald Laing.
MORE LIKE RONALDDD MCCCC DONAALDSSS AAAHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAA. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I NEED TO JACK OFF TO THIS BOOOOKKKK. MC TRUMP SUCKSSSSS AHHHH.
RONALD MORE LIKE DONALDDD FUCK.
At one time David Cooper like had an affair with him. I think. It would be hot to look like, two Coopers, like Dale and David, both with D’s, fucking with D’s.
Like, for me, power is to pull weights but like, whatever, this guy is fucking weird. MY OPINNNIOOOON UWEUWUWUW.