I Used To Think Feminism

I'm A Total Pleasure Seeker. I Pursue Anything That Satisfies Me. I Usually Get It. I Have Specific Needs And I Know What They Are So I Can Achieve Satisfaction.

I Would Be Humiliated If I Found Out That Anything I Did Actually Became A Commercial Success.

My Job Is To Confront Apathy And Confront All The Forces That Tend To Batter Each Of Us Down With All Kind Of Oppression, Even Self-oppression. I Consider That The Main Job Of The Art That I Do- To Rattle The Cage, Wake People Up, Wake Myself Up, Confront All That Would Conspire To Keep Us Down.

I Had To De-program Myself. From Myself. Had To Reinvent Rituals Of Purification. So Full Of The Vagrant Pollutions Of Others. It Was Time To Detox. Not Only From Alcohol, Sex, And Drugs, But From Needy Leeches Who Looked To Swab Me With Their Sores. Detox From My Own Needy Lechery. Had To Locate The Center Wound And Cauterize. Undo The Original Sin, The Origin Of My Sickness...had To Learn To Replace Them, It, Want, Hurt, Anger, Sorrow, Loss, With Power, Healing, Wisdom, Fulfillment, Satisfaction.

Just Because My Bank Account Hasn't Swelled Astronomically I Don't Consider Myself Any Less Of A Success.