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I’m Not Insane, I’m Voluntarily Indifferent To Conventional Rationality.

When I Was A Kid, I Used To Live In New York City. There Was A Guy Named Michael Alig. He Used To Throw Parties. And A Couple Of Times, I Even Worked For Him And His Crew, And Handed Out Fliers, And Had My Super-high Shoes On, And Wearing Silver Saran Wrap Around My Head Or Something. It's A World I Was Really Comfortable In: A World Full Of Individuals. I Think What I Like About That World - Besides My Own Personal Interests - Is The Individualism, The Investment In The Self.

I Don’t Like Doing Interviews. I’m Not Pretending To Be Some Super Neurotic, Hiding In My Closet. I Could Care Less About Anybody Knowing Who I Am, But I Realize This Is Part Of The Game. Maybe If I Really Hated This Whole Public Thing, I Would Go Do Plays In Hoboken.

So Many People Have Tried To Get Happiness And Serenity From Outside Things; It's Pretty Much Common Knowledge That Is A Road To Nowhere. I've Never Heard Anybody Say, 'fame Made Me The Complete Person I Am.' Well, I'm Sure People Have Said It, But Nobody I Respect.

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