OK, I do ask about that a little later on. You hope to fuse realism into your thought. Yes, my philosophy follows that of Oscar Wilde and his master Walter Pater. I believe that a critic's, someone of strong sensibilities, strong individuality, function is to express your personal taste very vividly in order to help others form their personal taste. Your writing revolves much around the idea that we are all wearing various personas, or masks, even though there's a kernel of self in each of us that is primarily genetic.
Truth is a philosophical invention one can only approach.
All writing is lies. Good writing is lies skillfully told. What can you say to convince me that you're not just another talking head, perhaps a guilty Roman Catholic girl, brainwashed by those nuns to think that human nature revels in degradation, or that your vision of art isn't just simply a celebration of the sadomasochistic realm which, as you write, you believe lies in the deepest level of human nature. Yes, that's correct, but it's a misreading. I say that we must honor equally Apollo and Dionysus that is the urge toward freedom and sexual license and the urge toward order and restraint.