If You Want To Make A Million

What’s Any Artist, But The Dregs Of His Work?

Why Do You Treat Me As They Do, As Though I Were Exactly What I Want To Be. Why Do We Treat People That Way?

If It Is Not Beautiful For Someone, It Does Not Exist.

I See The Player Piano As The Grandfather Of The Computer, The Ancestor Of The Entire Nightmare We Live In, The Birth Of The Binary World Where There Is No Option Other Than Yes Or No And Where There Is No Refuge.

We Want Someone To Bring Us The News.