07/06/2022
While smoking, I thought: I was writing… I merged into one harmonious whole with nature… I sniffed the earth… And then, because of the long search for a lighter and because of a soiled jacket, I got upset, went berserk. This means that the thing means more to him than nature, than art ... It means that he is attached to things more firmly and more reliably than to nature and art ... It turns out that he is a sh*tty artist, not real ...