Many don't got enough love in their hearts (and I have more love in my heart than anybody, tremendous love. People come up to me and say "Sir, nobody has loved like you've loved") to see what can't be seen by the eyes. Some just don't got the gift, folks. Very sad for them.
Thought-provoking thesis, first few hundred times I read it, yet never has self-declared perversion been so abundant while anything actually worth giving two fucks about so rare. So it would seem the real artists are those with the balls to castrate themselves.
I really don’t think you can make truly meaningful art without being some kind of pervert. not like in an explicitly sexual way, but there’s a degree of near obsessive fanaticism behind all the profoundly cool shit out there
I could've been watching Straub-Huillet but instead I was too busy learning the fucking alphabet. My most neuroplastic years, gone. No Aura Battler Dunbine, no Tengai Makyou, no Ever17. What the hell have I been doing?
I already answered this once on my tumblr but i dont act mysterious im not cool im not pretending im a really mentally ill person I am insane in real life and not in a funny way I will probably die alone with no friends and nothing to my name in the most uneventful way possible