To be a failure as a human being is fine: humans fail like squirrels bury nuts. To fail as an artist – oh holy dread!
You prim, timid animals that hide from yourselves in pious cupboards; get up and scream before time steals you like it stole your parents.
Walking into the Men’s I’m reminded that I’m a sad example of a revolting gender of a disgusting species. Rock & Roll!
God will forgive you many things, but not if you fall behind with your electronic media tasks.
Humanity is a bitch-fest on roller-skates, rushing to the cliff, watched by baffled angels. Party on!
Whether you’re part of the solution or part of the problem, you’re part of the puzzle.