Play! Invent The World! Invent Reality!

Freudism And All It Has Tainted With Its Grotesque Implications And Methods, Appear To Me To Be One Of The Vilest Deceits Practiced By People On Themselves And On Others. I Reject It Utterly, Along With A Few Other Medieval Items Still Adored By The Ignorant, The Conventional, Or The Very Sick.

Imagine Me; I Shall Not Exist If You Do Not Imagine Me; Try To Discern The Doe In Me, Trembling In The Forest Of My Own Iniquity; Let's Even Smile A Little. After All, There Is No Harm In Smiling.

Adultery Is A Most Conventional Way To Rise Above The Conventional.

All The Information I Have About Myself Is From Forged Documents.

Loneliness As A Situation Can Be Corrected, But As A State Of Mind It Is An Incurable Illness.