12 Quotes by Paul Christensen

I’m not a fan of Kurt’s…I’m no longer writing my thesis on him.” “Why?”“He liked guns too much. It didn’t sit right with me as a gun control advocate.” So, she had become a true conformist, one of the dreaded campus normals!

My dreams are all of fire – mother says dreams usually go by opposites, so does that mean the world will end in ice?

He was eager to tell me about his latest work, which consisted of him vomiting on a footpath, then cordoning it off. Each artwork lasted until the first ‘philistine’ thought to take the rope down.‘In that way, the philistine is drawn – whether he likes it or not – into my art. He becomes part of it…and the vomit part of him. Essentially, it is the cosmic vomit. We all spew it. It blurs the boundaries, subverts the liminal…

Fifty grand for a paper bucket? Well it was all about context, you see.

Remember the Morning Star,” he enjoined. But I didn’t tell him about Tegg, whose face was the starry void itself...

I swear it only hit me then, with full conscious force, who the real villains of this piece had been from start to finish…those lying, cancerous dogs of the mainstream media!

Are you ready to bring back a weapon from another world?

What is the purpose of these dolls?”“To play with, of course.”“Do they look Ukrainian, with their plastic eyes and muddy features blended from every race on earth?

The night I killed Packo I had a terrible dream. A hideous female corpse was floating towards me through a closed window. Calling itself ‘Bonna’, the corpse kept insisting that it was the real rebel, the real iconoclast. Its face had the same grim, sickly look I had observed on USA establishment figures, and I believe that it was the baby boomer generation incarnate…utterly enslaved to globalism, yet still desperately wanting to be seen as ‘edgy’ and ‘rebellious’.