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I write because I have to. I was born with a fertile imagination and virtually no direction. I write things to get them out of my head, to exorcise demons, some banal, some genius. I am a force of nature, a weirdo with strange ideas. A boddhisattva lost in a maze of loud televisions and pop stars. I am nothing and everything, Eckhart's nicht. Madness and enlightenment balled up, tightly wrapped with sociopolitical garbage. Nothing else to say now.
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