I was at a musical festival in Chicago when I witnessed true beauty in a portable toilet.
All around we were having fun, sweating, bleeding, dancing, doing what humans are meant to do and not what we think we’re meant to do, but following what our instincts tell us to do, and that is the natural response, the correct response, the human response.
In that toilet in Chicago I saw beauty at its finest, and that was a *** of one dollar bills drowning in a pool of ****.
We were above money, above commercial jingles, above the tyranny that is social order. We were above the clouds and more so, we were above ourselves and everything the rest of the world stood for.
We did not need possessions to possess us, nor did we need a clean bowl to *****.
And standing there in the center of Humanity’s soul I took my turn and ****** on Washington’s face.