As We Are All Solipsists,

This Must Be A Real Horrorshow Film If You're So Keen On My Viddying It.

I Conclude That There Is As Much Sense In Nonsense As There Is Nonsense In Sense.

It Was Like A Bird Of Rarest-spun Heaven Metal Or Like Silvery Wine Flowing In A Spaceship, Gravity All Nonsense Now.

The Essence Of Pop Stardom Is Immaturity - A Wretched Little Pseudo-musical Gift, A Development Of The Capacity To Shock, A Short-lived Notoriety, Extreme Depression, A Yielding To The Suicidal Impulse.

It's Funny How The Colors Of The Real World Only Seem Really Real When You Watch Them On A Screen.