I know EXACTLY who you are,
and it's a pity that you are so handsome
because you are so fucking terrible.
I mean inside you there is something
vile and disgusting. Something
needy and corrupted, yet you've
decided you're fit for worship
because you are so... typically unconventional.
You're a narcissist to compensate
for the years when you were hideous.
You are convinced that your socially awkward
childhood and adolescence has served you for better rather than for worse;
You can only go so far before people start to notice that you're spiritually deranged, despite your vast knowledge of unknown artists.
Collecting the scraps of other people's work in order to legitimize your alienation does not make you creative.