Any assault on the borders of perception is going to seem rash at first.
Ecology is boring for the same reason that destruction is fun.
It is all falling indelibly into the past.
The true life is not reducible to words spoken or written, not by anyone, ever.
If an idea seems to find its way towards a stage setting, that's the direction I take. I don't know if I'm trying to achieve anything other than to follow an idea on to the page.
People think about who they are in the stillest hour of the night.