Art Is No Longer Anything More Than

[i]nside Every Computer, There Is A Hidden Man Being Bored.

Deep Down, No One Really Believes They Have A Right To Live. But This Death Sentence Generally Stays Tucked Away, Hidden Beneath The Difficulty Of Living. If That Difficulty Is Removed From Time To Time, Death Is Suddenly There, Unintelligibly.

Simulation Is The Situation Created By Any System Of Signs When It Becomes Sophisticated Enough, Autonomous Enough, To Abolish Its Own Referent And To Replace It With Itself.

The Only Thing Worse Than Being Bored Is Being Boring.

Perhaps Our Eyes Are Merely A Blank Film Which Is Taken From Us After Our Deaths To Be Developed Elsewhere And Screened As Our Life Story In Some Infernal Cinema Or Dispatched As Microfilm Into The Sidereal Void.