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Art Is The Reasoned Derangement Of The Senses.

Ex-cons Always Say, "you Never Know What Makes The Wheels Go Round Until You've Done Time In The Joint." This Is Even More True Of Psychiatric Hospitals. It Is A Perfect Mass Hypostatization Of Society, The Organization Of The Social Lie.

It Takes Great Labor To Uncover The Convincing Simple Speech Of The Heart. Poetic Candor Comes With Hard Labor, So Even Does Impetuosity And Impudence.

Perhaps This Is What Really Happens In Life To Most Good Men. They Are Not Crucified. They Simply Pass Through Life And Then Die, And Their Passing Influences Just A Few People To Make Them Just A Little Happy.

Any Talented Decadent Can Make Unreality Believable. To Make Reality Convincing Is Another Matter, A Matter For Only The Greatest Masters.