We're all standing on shifting sand. Speer mentions a guy he knows who has thousands of dollars' worth of computer equipment but gets nothing done, always complaining that he needs one more card or plug-in. You can create without having. You can say something that means something. Speer's accent is so strong, I have to double-check with him that Yeats did not, in fact, have a mouthful of ash.
None are in isolation.
They spin by the dozen in overlapping, weaving, flickering circles. When you watch Catatonia, your brain is forced to draw its own connections or just go blank. But I can brag that I'm not building anything for this world. Curiosity about leprechauns brought him to the wider field of Celtic folklore, which recently led him to explore the world of James Joyce. Worried he's growing too old to play the always-amped confrontation artist, Speer says he's searching for ways to age gracefully.