Narcissus-X contemplates the nadiric zenith of recursive revulsion.
Again and again and again the philistine purveyors of prefabricated pseudo-art, like plebeian Potiphars, throw pretentious pomposities! Casting uncultured pearls before swine, these pretenders defame Art!
Art! True Art! Narcissus-X is True Artist! Wrenching wretched realities into the dark of night! Illuminating the unilluminable as flocks of red-eyed penguins streak overhead!