But : We're Still Human. Human Because

Literature Is That Which Denounces And Slashes Apart The Repressing Machine At The Level Of The Signified.

I Have Become Interested In Languages Which I Cannot Make Up, Which I Cannot Create Or Even Create In: I Have Become Interested In Languages Which I Can Only Come Up Upon (as I Disappear), A Pirate Upon Buried Treasure. The Dreamer, The Dreaming, The Dream. I Call These Languages, Languages Of The Body.

I Might Be Writing What People Expect Me To Write, Writing From That Place Where I Might Be Ruled By Economic Considerations. To Overcome That, I Started Working With My Dreams, Because Im Not So Censored When I Use Dream Material.

Well, Fear And Homophobia Are Both Pervasive.

You Can't Change Old People. Unlike Middle-aged People, They Do What They Want.