ambition
...voluntarily alone and totally naked, left to oneself, a few kilometers away from a city that one is preparing not to flee, but to invest...
That I am forced to compromise and I cast off for other skies, sad, but consistent with my desire for autonomy.
Making one's existence more "important" to oneself by just a few milliliters of an outrageously dissolved solution of self-knowledge.
Adult, your world is a mistake from start to finish. You have been wrong and always will be. In doing so, you are dragging us, those of us who do not want to be part of your world.
Magnificent arrogance of an ordinary hero: Live to get hard and enjoy the world! "Suck it, this is my cock! Drink, this is my sperm! »
Between denial and rewards, the ordinary little fascism of parental education could be seen in the expressions on my father's face.
Scam; burning lie! The vigour of the body dominates all the wisdom of the old. The human is only true through the bluff of its characters.
When you create in a National Space, you don't meet the public, you meet the State. No artist can seriously claim to be free of it.
The paths of art cannot be traced in the footsteps of the voracious institution. Even less so those that only meander along infinite poetic breaks.
Capital and works of the mind are forever welded together: wealth is at hand. The art market is juicy, as we already knew.
