what the hell?

this is what we utter to ourselves when we indulge in a
pleasure in spite of a distinct voice in our psyche telling us
we should not.

discard that voice. it does no service to you.
for it is the voice of hierarchy; an oppressive, nagging voice
so deeply embedded in our minds, which shackles our spirit and
inhibits our pursuit of pleasures —

the many, diverse, kaleidoscopic spectrum of pleasures, which
nature has generously offered up to us.

nature, in its boundless abundance, has also endowed us with
the gift of sensation, through billions of years of natural
evolution.

with our many senses, we can intimately experience these
earthly delights in all their intricate beauty.

we know the “pleasures” of this world are false, illusory,
inhibitory, numbing, laughably finite.

but we know that another world is possible,
we must dig deep beneath the surface-level in this quarry of
pleasures,

and unearth the forbidden delights more profound, complex,
intoxicating, and electrifying than we can today yet fathom.

these sinful, depraved, perverted, deranged, gratifying,
sublime pleasures.

so go out, and dig deep — search where they tell you not to,
for these are the pleasures which will destroy this false
world.

our shovel is desire.

our desire is utopia.

our utopia is the everlasting pursuit of beautiful, free life.

and when that voice tells you to cease your excavation to
liberation,

tell yourself this:

what the hell?