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Post by on Aug 30, 2002 20:11:05 GMT -5
Today i created something beautiful. It pleased me. It made me feel all warm inside like the way only creation can.
So i destroyed it and threw it from my window.
Why?
Because i dont feel like i should be allowed to create things of beauty.
My art doesn't exist to make people smile. It doesn't exist to promote happiness. It doesn't want to be put in a gallery. It exists to convey my feelings. It wants to hurt people. It wants mothers to cover their childrens eyes and back the fuck up.
Because that's what i want.
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Post by on Aug 30, 2002 20:16:26 GMT -5
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Post by Nicôle on Aug 30, 2002 20:27:16 GMT -5
Welcome to the Message Board. 
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Post by on Aug 30, 2002 20:42:04 GMT -5
Morning ;D
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Post by Charlie on Aug 30, 2002 20:43:08 GMT -5
Oh gosh yes. It's morning now.
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Post by on Aug 30, 2002 20:51:24 GMT -5
There is no light in scotland yet. It doesn't count as morning yet
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Post by Charlie on Aug 30, 2002 20:55:31 GMT -5
There is no light in Brighton either.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 31, 2002 2:52:58 GMT -5
There's never any light in Aylesbury. Just a looming dark cloud.
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Post by Peffkitten on Aug 31, 2002 5:32:45 GMT -5
Aylesbury is in the valleys; a very dark county, is Bucks. Hello Aaron. I can do a little introduction here - I'm a figment of Aaron's imagination, so he's come here to see what his imagination does when she's not talking to him. Just go with it, people... |
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Post by on Aug 31, 2002 6:34:19 GMT -5
Self discovery
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Post by Peffkitten on Aug 31, 2002 18:26:20 GMT -5
My art doesn't exist to make people smile. It doesn't exist to promote happiness. It doesn't want to be put in a gallery. It exists to convey my feelings. It wants to hurt people. It wants mothers to cover their childrens eyes and back the fuck up. Because that's what i want. I know what you mean, to a small degree. With my song-writing, I try to make people think. I could write a million songs about toilets and breasts, but I don't want to. Art of value has the power to make people stop, consider, change. |
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