I Would Be Humiliated If I Found

Because We Have So Much Eye Candy And Mind Candy, Spending So Much Time Trying To Pay The Rent, All Of This Conspires To Keep Us From Thinking Too Hard Or Taking Action From That. Our Time Is Stolen. So Much Of Our Daily Life Is Stolen.

There Is So Much In The World To Hate, Why Hate Yourself?

My Job Is To Confront Apathy And Confront All The Forces That Tend To Batter Each Of Us Down With All Kind Of Oppression, Even Self-oppression. I Consider That The Main Job Of The Art That I Do- To Rattle The Cage, Wake People Up, Wake Myself Up, Confront All That Would Conspire To Keep Us Down.

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.

Just Because My Bank Account Hasn't Swelled Astronomically I Don't Consider Myself Any Less Of A Success.