It has been far to long for me to continue this, to confined in the void with my emotions or at the very least try to unsheathe them. To build color, voice, and individualism, that these goals are part of a inner striving. Color being a simile to a part of what the external thinks of me, that physical world beyond the mind is passing judgement and those judgement do effect my own individuation despite their origins being of my own accord. to build voice is to have a way of captivation, of expression in much of the same tying form of color one must be able to convey with what purpose you are meaning to speak and the that relationship itself. To open up might be a part of this voice that festers within, that even; as I know this to be a fact as therapy and simple all be it egotistical expression releases a lot of the pressure I have about the world.
And lastly individualism, that is I am not above the influence of other but I must have my own conclusions of that influence. These conclusions rooted in some cognition must withstand the form of inner pressure and those haunting questions of the world. Perhaps this is why change is not so difficult for I know that it is a development, a method or means by which I obtain the desired ends who are in themselves methods. This is perhaps our end, the human race has no ends and any perceived such reaching’s is just a manifestation of the means to pass and continue onward. To quote Wittgenstein
“We acted as though we had tried to find the real artichoke by stripping it of its leaves” -Ludwig Wittgenstein — Brown Book ~~ 1933
This quote although referring to the relationship of the meaning of words and their actual contexts does seem to have a bit of story behind it. That if we want the definition of what we call an artichoke or in my case ends, we must partake all forms of their forms, the artichoke’s leaves makes up an artichoke the means are these leaves of ends, that because of reflection one cannot physically nor mentally act upon ends which did not have reflection of their means. A revolution for peace, must have peace within said revolution. An end of prosperity must have prosperity as a means within it, the prongs on a ladder which give rise to the ladder itself and the destination desired.
Artistically we can see this in the culmination of art itself, that to find ‘real’ or ‘purposeful’ art one must have culmination, that a song is not good for the end nor the beginning nor any single point in between; although highs and lows are known to exist, the ‘blemishes’ of art and it uniqueness within those ‘blemishes’ create the entire matter of the art. No single stroke of a paint brush of a much broader collection of paint should be considered ‘the piece’ in itself.
It is unfortunate, that much of the contrived ‘art’ we have floating around is the output of the poplar forces of our society. That is to say we have two spectrum which are rooted in a singular part and more or less are a reflection of our society. That we have people enjoying music or media only as a means of ‘entertainment’ which we must understand why people enjoy stuff that is popular. Its a difficult web of strings, infinite connections, and perhaps a reflection of personal reflections. I mean to criticize many singular things, the introduction of mumble rap; ie lyrics we cannot understand nor have any purpose besides egotism, and cgi garbage dumps of movies; Micheal Bay’s Transformers, Fast & Furious, and many more piles of trash which will not stand the test of time, have an impact on the ‘meaning’ we try to express in art, and devolves the excellence of literary forms (it pains me dearly to call Transformers a piece of literature) but I believe this devolution will only continue to get worse the more and more money and incentive we put onto make garbage heaps for us to waste two plus hours in front of and not get any meaning out of it.
Horror films have become horrid as a means of expression, highly cliched, and cheap; ie jump-scares as a means of frightening the audience. If you remove jump scares from a movie then it lacks any tension or suspense then you haven’t created a proper horror plot nor theatrics.
However, I do hope with a slight pessimism at the removal of such heaps of trash that are only popular because they are advertised and they promote a lifestyle we repress. The pessimism forms from the relations and baseless people I have met within my life, that I see much of their style and individuality as nothing but a motivation of culture. That as much plurality as we can see within ourselves, sometimes taken to the extreme by means of insecurity, that our society has a inferiority problem which stems from our relationships in early childhood and the reflection of society as itself. This single source is the mentality bread from capitalism and hierarchy, that the relationships have festered themselves into the form of antagonistic approaches to relationships.
That we have become isolated, from family as uncles and aunts far away, brothers or sisters who leave the nest before us, and even the caretaking aspect of that relationship with our elders has become disgusting as a general affirm, that I fear my grandmother after the passing of my grandfather should be alone with two; previously three houses, that with our busy lives within a capitalist, eat or be eaten society, we put off that relationship with parents as they age out of their working years, provision for one or two more mouths should not be too difficult. This is to say that relationships at their very core have become a value of ‘does this person give me anything to make them care about them.’ Which is sociopaths, we then turn to drugs as a means to escape the already destructive relationships we have with our parents. In returning to means, art such as that of Bojack Horseman and his disheartening relationship with his mother should not be something that occurs more and more often. Isolation also in that we have disrupted our means of transportation, as if everyone were in our litters, like nobility that wish not to view upon the stench and rot of the word they destroy, each person their own ‘mansion’ by standards of previously held homes, luxuries for the sake of luxuries and social hierarchy, how are these things good if they are suppose to be a means to reaching a goal of equality and prosperity.
Perhaps my rant has done nothing but depress, but in light of that and the glaring heat upon this summer we must look back to the quote and say I am a part of the whole leaf of this society, we are all reflections of our conceived better and striving for that is desirable not just for you but for me and all of those around the world.