And now, I shall tell you something of myself...shall I?
Warhol had it right; our culture is our art, not the other way around.
What do I worship? The barren and cold.
And now, I feel the need for a can opener. The rest is silence.
“Our greatest pretenses are built up not to hide the evil and the ugly in us, but our emptiness. The hardest thing to hide is something that is not there.”