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God’s favorite child. He’s so unusual that his motivations and desires, while he might express them through seemingly negligent opinions, evade your awareness. He sees the situations that he desires in anything. He sees his dreams coming to life. He almost ignores reality, because he knows God would never hurt his confidence. God rather let everyone suffer at the hands of his delusions than help him to realize anything. His utter oblivion feeds his creativity, and that’s his divine purpose.
Kid in Sunday School: Who is God’s favorite?
Teacher: God doesn’t have favorites.
Other kid: Yes, he does! Martin’s his favorite.
an abstract artist who avoided academic opportunities and ruined the work of other artists to chase his artistic vision
Who ruined that painting?
Martin.
What was it worth?
Billions.
What’s it worth now?
Not shit.
She looks a little fat.
Oh, yeah, Martin? She’s a glutton.
Someone should check her for a calf.
I hate doing that.
Well, that’s why I said “someone.”
Someone who wants to be a therapist, not to read people, but to be the fixer in the relationship.
Oh, I’ve talked to Martin.
And?
I just wanted to talk!
a retard
Oh, wow. That boy seems like he’s special. He must be Martin.