Everything Was Simple, Physical, Painful, Exalting. The

The Ideology Of Capitalism Makes Us All Into Connoisseurs Of Liberty - Of The Indefinite Expansion Of Possibility.

In The Valley Of Sorrow, Spread Your Wings.

Sight Is A Promiscuous Sense. The Avid Gaze Always Wants More.

To The Militant, Identity Is Everything.

In A Culture Whose Already Classical Dilemma Is The Hypertrophy Of The Intellect At The Expense Of Energy And Sensual Capability, Interpretation Is The Revenge Of The Intellect Upon Art.