Those are shrines. Some people believe spirits live in them.
It looks like you can write a minimalist piece without much bleeding. And you can. But not a good one.
Whitney Houston was a laser beam. . . She always gave me better than what I asked for in the studio
This is what the real, no bullshit value of your liberal arts education is supposed to be about: how to keep from going through your comfortable, prosperous, respectable adult life dead, unconscious, a slave to your head and to your natural default setting of being uniquely, completely, imperially alone day in and day out.
You get to consciously decide what has meaning and what doesn't.
Don't do what you're taught to do, do what you love to do.
The really important kind of freedom involves attention and awareness and discipline, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them over and over in myriad petty, unsexy ways every day. That is real freedom. That is being educated, and understanding how to think. The alternative is unconsciousness, the default setting, the rat race, the constant gnawing sense of having had, and lost, some infinite thing.
Ideally if I settled down with a wife I would love to form my own troupe of mini dancers!
I consider myself a novice film actor.
Ever since I had that interview in which I said I was bisexual it seems twice as many people wave at me in the streets.
I've done it all. I'm thankful and proud of what I've accomplished in my life. I hope to keep doing it.