I have a penchant for pendants and pedantic vitriol.  Don't come close to me, or I'll shave down your metaphors to smooth unthreatening, unambiguous versions of their original selves, like mall muzak.  Do you remember mall muzak from the '80s?  Does it still sound the same?  

Advertising is visual noise pollution: if we lived in more humane times, the EPA would be all over that shit.  

I can't accept the fact that we have all the potential to live in a beautiful world, and we keep fucking it up every day, and it keeps getting worse.  Lack of empathy is a serious mental health crisis.

Make art, not artifice.  Try your best to contribute as little as possible to the garbage heap of useless, gutless, soulless cultural detritus piling up all around us and inside us.  How much plastic is in our brains now?