God is coming. I must tidy for his visit. I read that a true chaotic artist lives Underground, beyond humanity’s enforced soulless routine. This struck a chord. Being so pompous and judgemental, I resent materialism, stupidity, those trapped in their fatuous meaningless cycles who can’t even see it. This isn’t The Age of the Artist. This is The Age of the Idiot. A crass, vulgar epoch where any moron with money can ‘write’ or take photographs and declare “art!” Humanity has sold its soul to its own end, and shoveled it onto the cart, retailed at three times its worth.