I wrote this poem because I want to understand fascism because I hate it and want it gone. I will become conscious of it.
FASCISM – A POEM
Left-brain makes it SATISFYING to degrade people and to reduce them to a function of your self, dependence, prey, child-bearer, extension of the self – physical or mental or spiritual. The corruption of spirit. The collapse of ideals, and the gradual decay of things until all resembles yourself. House of incest. Power. Familial power, visceral power, sexual power. Collapse and reformation in YOUR image. Total projection of ego. Making things a function of your desire. Living things to be discarded. Joy. Putting people in boxes. Making them less. Making them a function of YOUR self and YOUR desires. They don’t exist in any other capacity. The joy is proportional to the severance. The degree to which a thing is diminished. You eat it. You take people and turn them into things. This is fascism. You take people and make them in your image. You excise those bits of a person which can’t be replaced with bits of you. You fill a person up with yourself. You excise the Jew. You excise the Faggot. You cut them to pieces. You cut them out. This is fascism. They’re not people. They’re not real. They are not in the image of you and they can not be remade in your image. You remake people according to your desires. They fit the plan. You make them fit the plan. You excise them. They are a function. Breeding, labour, service, food. Remade in your image. You make them perfect. You make them fit the plan. They fit the plan. They become you. The world becomes you. They fit the plan. “Worlds self made are so full of monsters and demons”. They become you. You project yourself into them. You project yourself into the world. (struck out – You want to become the world). You want the world to become you. The world becomes you. The world is an extension of your desire and this is pleasurable. You own the world. You have power. People are an extension of your desire and this is pleasurable. This is good. This is fascism. You fill them up. They are empty vessels. They are vessels for you and you fill them up. They are empty. Nothing inside them is real. They are not real. You excise them. They don’t disagree. They don’t disagree. They don’t disagree. You don’t die. They are you. They are property. You own them. If you can not own them they do not exists. They’re not real. They ask for it. If they don’t they don’t exist. They don’t exist. They ask for it. They want it. You fill them up. They want it. You consume them. They become you. You project yourself into them. You fill them up. That which is outside the plan does not exist. You make sure. They fit the plan. They fit the plan. You make sure.
God made us in his image. This is the essential fascism of the Demiurge, as conceived by the Gnostics. This is the image of god painted in blood and shit, towering over man. God doesn’t know what we are, what we can be.