all i want is for everyone to realize their true and full potential against the gaze of the great, hungry, invincible, inevitable war machine man beast of progress and objectivity. 

my artist's statement is "i want to ruin it for everyone: please hurry up, dinner is getting cold"

destroy everything i have become

i may prove that i am immortal 

trapped in this nefarious construction site without a helmet 


art doesn't exist, but you do 

philosophy doesn't exist, but the truth does

science doesn't exist, but the universe does

religion doesn't exist, but god does