Political and current events are of no concern to me. I'm not even aware of the economic turmoil going on at the moment; I float by it without a care in the world for how it affects others. Because I'm in my little universe, I don't even notice it.
I use words and definitions to the way I see fit. I cut and slice and prostitute language to the way I like it to be no matter how it may appear to others or how 'clear' it is.
I break with standards and conventions and morals. Everything for me is possible; everything can be obtained.
I don't give a fucking shit for rational discussions where people get at it together. I don't want to engage in futile arguments where everyone has to respect one another and where you fight in order to be correct within a specific context.
My writing is full of contradictions and ambiguities because it emerges out of my universe, and it doesn't correspond with the mind-set of the shitty universe every other person inhabits.
The boundaries between 'reality' and 'fantasy' are constantly blurred as a consequence of my universe. What emerges in fiction and what emerges in reality for me is synonymous; what emerges in dreams and what emerges in waking life is synonymous; what emerges out of the inner world of the psyche and what emerges out of the external world of reality is synonymous.
I present my views to other people as violently and vehemently as I want. I rant out my opinions no matter how much I offend or upset.