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...What I do makes no sense, it's atheist-philosophy-chaotic-sludge-haphazard-personified packaged up with a bow...
This is a novel. There is something about seeing the words on the page that is inspiration on its own. They don't need to be acted out, they don't need to be filmed. The words already lived and breathed and now they are silently laid to rest in the final destiny of black and white. They already had all their color. And God it was bright!