Die Kirche
In the first week of my world, there was only something else. The trees were made of reverse images of my face and instead of grass, there was a huge parking lot full of hot wheels cars. The only form of communication between my brain and myself was trough Skype.
Nevertheless, I was no longer alone; the Chinese Olympic athletes started to arrive and make our world as red as it should be. There was only happiness and a permanent effort to destroy any possibility of productive work.
Why don’t you stop with this nonsense talk and start working on your theory? All of this costs too much money to be just a silly and superficial text. I mean, that’s just what you always do… You come up with this kind of interesting ideas, you talk about them to people and stuff, but when it comes to the actual making process, it all seems like a cheap excuse.
It should at least be a film, just saying
dupieux
