A Paradox, the doughnut hole. Empty space, once, but now they've learned to market even that. A minus quantity; nothing, rendered edible. I wondered if they might be used-metaphorically, of course-to demonstrate the existence of God. Does naming a sphere of nothingness transmute it into being?

How easy it is to invent a humanity, for anyone at all.

Anything that suffers and dies instead of us is Christ; if they didn't kill birds and fish they would have killed us. The animals die that we may live, they are substitute people, hunters in the fall killing the deer, that is Christ also. And we eat them, out of cans or otherwise; we are eaters of death, dead Christ-flesh resurrecting inside us, granting us life. Canned Spam, canned Jesus, even the plants must be Christ.

He considers me also a little fragile because artistic. I need to be cared for, like a potted plant.

'1984' is not a wonder tale. Not only could it happen, but it has happened, but under different names.

Gravity works in your life, the notion of free will works in your life, however problematic it may at times be.

As an artist your first loyalty is to your art. Unless this is the case, you're going to be a second-rate artist.