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Title: The Unique Author: António Pedro Ribeiro Date: 28 december 2012 Language: en Topics: egoism, stirner, portugal Source: Retrieved on 19/06/2021 from http://tripnaarcada.blogspot.com/2012/12/o-unico.html
I have been reading Max Stirner and I feel like a free spirit. Nothing
supersedes my will. I dance with the Gods. I've been hating, more and
more, banks, markets, and their followers. I don't gamble in the stock
market. I don't have a bank account. I don't go along with the
mumbo-jumbo of the TV news and multinationals. I hate "Continente" and
"Pingo Doce" [1]. I am unique. Don't expect kindness nor gratitude from
me. Keep your "Casa dos Segredos" [2]. I am unique. No one is like me.
Not even my masters. I think the essence of Man is being murdered by
finance. Don't expect me to protest only the cuts. I'm looking for the
essence. I am the man who dreams, who imagines, who has visions, who has
spectres. Don't expect the ordinary citizen from me. I am fed up with
the ordinary citizen. I am fed up with the worries of the ordinary
citizen. I am unique, I am the proprietor of myself and my ideas. Don't
try to convince me. You try to convince me every day. You come to me
every day with that bullshit. But you won't take me anymore. I am
unique. I am sovereign over me and my domains. I have my own ideas. I
don't belong to the people. I have the right to have my own ideas, do
you hear me? I follow my own path. I follow it alone if need be. I am
not begging for friendships. I have never liked groups. I am unique.
King of my own thought. Prince of ideas. Let go of me. I am fed up with
you. You are always calling me. You are always promising me things. I
have nothing to do with the governments of Europe and Portugal. In fact,
the governments of Europe and Portugal are in shambles. I have never
supported them or voted for them, anyway. Let go of me. I'm fed up with
sweet-talking. I'm fed up with propaganda. I belong to myself.
Absolutely to myself. Don't throw football at me. Don't throw the girls
from the TV at me. I am a rock. Here, in "Piolho" [3], I proclaim my
kingdom. I shall reign beyond death. I don't belong to trams, subways,
or buses. I belong to myself. I shouldn't even pay anything for
anything. The others don't pay me either. I'm not even Portuguese. I was
born here, in this city, full stop. I belong to no one. Let go of me.
Let me think. I observe my surroundings but I am alone with my thoughts.
The pen glides across the paper. Yesterday the notebook was soaked
because of the torrential rain. It could have been a tragedy. Immortal
pages could have been lost. But, alas, we survived. We ride the sheet of
paper. We are here. We are from here. Don't sell me anything. Don't give
me contests, lotteries, EuroMillions [4]. I am unique. I belong to no
one. I don't have to obey the government of the morons that voted for
it. I did not elect any MPs. I was even a candidate but I was not
elected. I have never support Belmiro de Azevedo or Alexandre from
"Pingo Doce". I have never supported guys with thousands and millions. I
have made mistake but no one can accuse me of collusion with capitalism.
Whenever I could I raised my voice. Whenever I could I threw stones. I
stand with the outraged from America and around the world. I want to
dynamite the banks and the stock exchange. No, don't come to me with
chit-chat. I am fed up with chit-chat. Today I assume myself fully. I am
more God than God itself. I desire women. Some women. I am the
incendiary poet. Don't throw moderation at me. I am not Plato's
philosopher. I will tell you no! I don't want any more of this farce. In
fact, I don't even need beer today. I am the man reborn. I am unique, my
king, my God. I triumph over you and the world. You can't ignore me
anymore, you critics! I am so far ahead, that you can't catch me. Not
even you, reader. To hell with the monkeys from "Casa dos Segredos". To
hell with you who take refuge in your own homes. To hell with everything
and God. Remain in slavery. I do not follow you. I will never follow
you. I am done. I am. I think.
[1] "Continente" and "Pingo Doce" are two popular Portuguese supermarket
chains
[2] "Casa dos Segredos" is a popular reality show in Portugal
[3] "Piolho" is a very popular café in Porto, Portugal
[4] EuroMillions is a european-wide lottery