I'm the only actor I know that won't settle for getting told I can hold the stick end of the stick only because of how idiots think, but they can't tell the difference. So when I played along, I told them where to go. Fuck everyone in Winnipeg that can't act worth shit. I know what it means to be dehumanized. I value myself far more than you ever will. That's all I learned. And it's enough to make me vomit. In the end I will never forgive you. (And even if only I know it's true.)
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The moral of the story is if you are not willing to stand alone in this world as an actor that goes against selling out. You aren't worth
the time.
(Nor the guilt.)
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I know I can act. I'm a Canadian - yes Canadian philosopher. I can write. I know how to behave myself but not at my own expense. I'm pushing 50 and not getting any younger. But happy in my own skin. I'll never identify with the same people that I never had the intent to make feel bad about themselves. All I ever cared about was becoming my best version as an artist.
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I'll meet you at the corner of respect and courage. I'm a cross between it. (Otherwise you're all copouts to it.)


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