Violence is intense. Young women are sexy. Action-adventure and horror are thrilling. Each of these things are strongest when mixed together so I do so. I bask in their combined energy. I use that energy to enliven my day. I stay energetic because of it. No prude shall ever know the joy of my simple pleasures. No libertine shall appreciate the fine details of my loving craftsmanship. I am an artist who shall not be denied his inspiration. That said, I am most inspired by poetic justice. I am a justified poet.
The least is the greatest and the greatest is least. It is the mediocrity of normalcy from whence depravity derives its power. It is normal people who provide exploiters and oppressors with their armies. No, I am not specifying history and politics. I am referring to the everyday human condition in all its tormented glory. I suffer as everyone suffers. I am not embittered, however, because I notice the good that still holds everything together. My creations are a condemnation of the bad but also a celebration of what is good. I try to make the best of all things.
My favorite artistic theme is the slaughter and humiliation of useless henchwomen. What possible good can be expressed by such a "questionable" motif? Honesty. People live in flimsy boxes of delusion in which depravity is the only evil. Many hold to the contradiction that women are strong yet helpless. People reject the sincerity of justice for the subjective notions of "right and wrong." They consider doctrines and agendas more important than living human beings. I am a justified poet. My poetic justice shall make mockery of their poisonous nonsense.
As a writer and an artist my work must never be boring. Sadly, the inconsequential masses are innately lackluster. They are boring! So as to make them interesting I turn them into sexy girls. I refine their mindless whims and aimless aspirations into loyalty and obedience. I am contemptuous of the world's compliant mobs but I love the useless henchwomen I created to represent them. I rape and slaughter them but never hatefully. I do what I do in the telling of a cautionary tale. In reality, it is never me who rapes and slaughters them: it is the demons they heed and the horrors they believe in.