"Guilt, innocence, hate, dream, paradise, love between man and beast, transformation of man into beast, from beast into monster, from man into devil, all drawn in freedom on paper, nothing left out; the robot bodies, the machine beasts that we are. Immortal moment of mind and body becoming one, it remains unnamed. Here lies xland redeemed.
To fuck, to paint, to write any moment, unable to do anything else. Unable to do anything else than either to fuck or to paint or to write. Unable to do anything else confirms Lacan, I didn’t want to do that now, really now. I take it back.
and who are you?
no more pics?
sometimes, I wish I were Simon
sometimes, I wish I were true"