The fourth fifth of...
The Mook Manifesto - an antidote to success
Speak before you think. See what bewildering levels of twat you can achieve.
Think before you speak. And meet those twats up close.
'Yemen is miles away.
Unless you live in or around Yemen.'
Old Mook Proverb
'Where there's a wallaby
There's a person who knows the word 'wallaby'.'
Old Mook Proverb
"The written word is a lie." P.i.L. Rise
Stop making your dreams a reality. It's weird.
All Romes lead to Roads
Give up and Start the Revolution
'The art of living is far more important than the art of great painters.' - Krishnamurti
We are but things with eyes
That need to eat
Don't overthink it
I like feet
If you paint in the dark
Turn a light on or something
Make a list of the things you are going to do and when you plan to do them. And do them.
End the search for that shore on this shore and save yourself some time.
Read no further
Anything can happen from now. You ARE at the meeting!
No reliance on words or letters or pictures or wotnot.
See the new day
7.441.999 times out of 7.442.000 you are an example of 'what everybody else thinks'. Never underestimate your influence. You could get a job making people nervous.
Feel smart when you read genius.
Know that there is nothing between you and it. Not even air.
If I annoys You
And You annoys Me
That makes three
If I delete You
And you delete Me
I is free*
*this might mean something but I doubt it
It is not about good or evil. It is about not wanting to be punched in the head.
Stop being manipulated by dirty old men
Religion is very bad
When you own a castle you will feel exactly the fucking same. I guarantee it.
Paintings all make the same sound.
Until we invent a new form of language we can be sure that everything has already been thought or said.
The best of us can only hope to catch up.
In the mean time you do not belong here.
There should be no distance between you and the person looking at you. No distance between the work and the work one puts into looking at the work. No distance between twoo and them riddle tim twoo. No minnanum bitwim nin an nonanoo. Gurg. Nur. Nut. Froo.
Do one shit thing. That's just shit.
Do ten shit things and put them all together next to each other. There's your concept.
It's the TV mums and dads that really fuck you up.
Remember you have nothing to sell.
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