Fiction is meant to illuminate, to explode, to refresh. I don’t think there’s any consecutive moral philosophy in fiction beyond excellence. Acuteness of feeling and velocity have always seemed to me terribly important. People look for morals in fiction because there has always been a confusion between fiction and philosophy.
“Went to shoot, I’m like, “What that gonna do?
That bullet’s for you, trust, you don’t want to see her face”
The monsters ate
I’m a hyena, so it’s nothing to wait
Played the back, log in the fire crack
Shadows dance about the cave
They gave the shadows names
Give men freedom, they’ll beg for chains, beg for change“
billy woods | “bedtime”