Who’s Writing This?

 

We only know the story because of who?  How do we know the story?  Well someone would’ve had to have lived the story.  Then someone would’ve had to write or tell the story.  And then someone would’ve had to listen to or read the story.  And then someone would’ve had to remember the story.  So who started it and how come everybody and nobody remembers it?

Who is the single most important person in Western Culture?  Hm…. So many options.  How about…Zappa.  Aha yes.  No maybe not.  Camus? Shakespeare!  Jobe?  Well it can’t be Adam.  Eve!  Gertrude Stein eh eh.  Einstein??  Kafka.  Van Goh~  Well it is such a debatable question that any answer would carry with it the implication of affirmation and we certainly do not want to do that now.  But let’s indulge this nonsense further.  Whoever it is, anything before them would have to be historical, and everything after them, mythical.  Yes that must be.  Abraham!

What of Utopia?

Depart.

To be anti-utopian.  Seems to be a much easier concept to champion for anyone who is at all privileged.  However, I see there to be many flaws in a utopian society.  For one, there would be no source of driving and engaging creative inspiration.  Out of tragedy arises the beautiful muse in her most necessary and apposite form.  Times of calamity cause the blood of the primordial urge to create to boil within the soul and burst forth in a wellspring of inventive juice.  Dread always soars faster but never fear to chase it.

Smuggle it in.  Smuggle it all in.  To this life that is.  Meaning (Camus), ethics (Kierkeggard (Abraham)), clarity (God!), empathy (everybody).  If you feel murderous, then kill something.  \\\\\\\\\\\  It can be good to be a murderous cat.  Killin’ it here, killin’ it there.  I mean not to befuddle, but you you and you know what I’m talking about. Right, ya ok, moving on, can we? Shall we? Please? Ok thanks. I know you don’t mind.  I just gotta kill this.