There Is So Much In

I Would Be Humiliated If I Found Out That Anything I Did Actually Became A Commercial Success.

I'm Nihilistic, Antagonistic, Violent, Horrible - But Not Obliterated, Yet. I Just Refuse To Be Beaten Down. I Think It's Stubborness That Keeps Me Going.

I Think It's Important To Encourage Gluttony In All Its Formats.

I Decided To Lock Myself In. A Forced Segregation. Sabbatical. A Retreat Into Myself. My Selves. Play Hide And Go Seek In The Looking-glass. The Mirror Angled At The Foot Of My Bed. Twisted Reflections Bouncing Off Into Infinity. Obsessed With My Image, The Myriad Of Distored Figurines Who Danced In Front Of Me In Rapid Succession, Every Feature Exaggerated, Every Slight Imperfection A New Delicacy.

The American Way Of Life, As I See It, Is Really The American Way Of Death. Everything Is Determined By Greed And The Insatiable Desire To Be The Richest And Most Powerful. And That Desire Is Limitless.