Nov 19, 2006 19:29
As excited as I am about working on my "BA", making an original contribution to my field, capitalizing on my Core training, submitting to an academic journal, &c; a part of me wants to buy a Nintendo Wii and participate in re-imagining my life circa grammar school.
The bygone Ocarina of Time days. With David and Aaron, and Oreos.
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I have alchemical sympathies. The need to believe in a certain innocent all-possibility.
Latent inchoateness which an artistic facilitator can transmute into spiritual perfection ("gold").
The optimum world is an unresolved future or a Romantic/Classical Europe. A Europe that predates the discovery of America and the disfigurement of the myth of Eldorado or the Fountain of Youth.
Maybe the modus operandi of an artist is exactly the opposite of that of a scientist. To passively insinuate oneself into what we do not wish actually to fathom. A voluntary satisfaction with images unresolved by empirical possession.
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Maybe that's why I talk about the future so much. Why I like to place things there.
So is it ironic that we title that kind of speculation "science fiction"?