So, I've got all these different paths that I've been trying to follow these past few years. Hell, my entire life! It's no wonder I've got nothing to show for it, artistically anyhow. I've been watching / reading a lot of Bill Hicks and Lenny Bruce stuff in the past month in order to help inspire me or just fuck me up enough to commit to something.
I think I've been on this horribly quiet path to social criticism this past decade. Why is it taking so long? I don't know.
There's all this bullshit floating around out there and it's starting to take it's violent toll.
Whatever exists inside of me, it's going to be significant, violent, a