its absolutely criminal. the way they throw the word around these days. genius. artist. everyone's an artist now. t didn't used to be that way. there was some kind of level of division. there was competition. there was me a small child and you a young man and there was love so big between us, perhaps. there was a glimmer of hope. there was a short and endless lifetime which i missed by going to highschool and getting fucked up on public beaches. there was an atanomy class taught by a gym teacher. this was a joke, i had often thought.