And you tell me you are concerned. And you tell me you care. And you tell me "we are the people who love, who make art; this is what makes us human." You can tell me what ever fairy tales you want. None of them can mean anything to me now, and I shall reply "don't tell me this is true, show me it is true."
Because of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvtbwJ0_5NE .
So save your stories for yourselves; please do not heap their cinereous dust on me, for I see through it, right through it to the soul of you and, when I focus on that, I see nothing at all. Nothing at all.
