When I write I realize I have nothing to say.

But I do it anyways because I know that nearly everyone who's worth a damn has nothing to say. All the people who think they have a message are the real fools, liars and bores. Someone needs to give voice to the mindless! Thoughts for the thoughtless.

Like a dreamer who never sleeps, and a sleeper who never dreams. Realities that are interchangeable, inconsistent. I talked to a film critic who was also a realtor, he tells me, "It lacks a plot." I say... "You failed me one last time!" And he whimpers, "Just give me one more chance." And I take out a pistol and say, "I'll give you one more bullet!" While I execute him.