A friend of mine has a big farm in the desert and she picks up feathers and roadkill for me then makes it into clothes. I think it's cool to wear roadkill. If I died and somebody wanted to wear my teeth around their neck to VMAs I'd feel honored.
To think the world therefore a general Bedlam or place of madmen and oneself a physician is the most necessary point of present wisdom: an important imagination and the way to happiness.
