(annexia.) (2)

-Oh. Fuck. God, fuck
I am going to recontextualize your anus, you little cum whore
God damn it, what?
-Now what do we have here?
-God damn it, can't you knock?
-There are no locked doors in the subterranean realms of inner space, therefore no reason to knock, and I'll just come through as I please anyway
-Jesus Christ. It's a matter of respect and privacy
-How exactly do you intent to keep yourself private from yourself?
Seriously though, what the hell are you wanking off to?
-I don't want to talk about it
-I'm not sure if an asshole is designеd to take one, let alonе three cocks
-Oh my god
-What's with your anal fixation anyway? Do you not like pussy?
-Please, leave me alone please
-Are you a faggot?
-No. I-
-You do understand that these women are going to need anal reconstructive surgery after you've finished cumming a load onto your pelvis right? Probably vaginal as well
-Okay, first off don't use that word. It's a nasty word to use
-What, reconstructive?
-No. Faggot
-We are constituents of the same persona, you idiot. This is just like one person arguing with himself
-Okay, alright, I forgot. Well, I'm not a homophobe
-Are you anything at all? Maybe you don't like women. Maybe you don't like assholes
-No see that's where you're wrong because I'm fantasizing about fucking the asshole and being in the asshole. I want to become one with the asshole of woman
-Oh my god. You are a genius. Because like, you are an asshole, and you are me so you are a woman too. And you are you so you are a dick. You're a dick
-Why don't you leave me alone? What do you want?
-I just wanted to see what you were up to. Besides wanking off to the precursor of a particularly nasty session of anal reconstructive surgery
-Well. I'm putting together the pieces of a new album
-But you just finished a new album
-Well this is different. It'll be like a companion piece to that one
I just realized that over the last four years I've written a bunch of odds and ends that will finally make sense if put into the right order, with the right context. It's sort of like a skeleton key to everything I've done thus far. It's all tied together and connected. And this is like, closing it off I think
-Is it all new stuff?
-No. I told you, it's from all over the place. But it literally spans the whole time I've been writing music since the end of my second solo album. It's not like that great but I think it's interesting. It's like Amnesiac versus Kid A
-Well that's a lofty comparison isn't it?
-I don't mean it like that. But what if I did though? Why do I always have to settle with "I'm not as good as this or not as good as that"? I'm sick of hiding things. I want to put my real self out there. There is so much more going on here than we think. On this planet. We don't even know if this is a planet. We just assume it is. Well, maybe I did make an album as good as Kid A. Maybe I made one that's better
-Isn't this all subjective?
-The fucking world is subjective, isn't it? I don't need to let you push me around anymore. As I've been working on this material it's been occurring to me that maybe I have more control than I give myself credit for. I can feel a direct link between my external world and my internal one. It's one shared landscape. And me and you and everyone we know are all a part of it
-And what about the woman in the video being torn to pieces? What is that?
-I - I haven't figured that out yet
-Well. This is funny. I like that there's a segue from brutal gangbanging to artistic vanity to existentialism and back
-I guess I was hoping that people would find it funny. And then I could say how I really feel
-How do you really feel?
-Well. I feel, I feel like-

[Woman]
Die