Resources and societal blankets
The website where I did the most poetry, and collaborated with the most poets is a simple forum and business model that trimmed our fat. I haven't reached out to any of those poets because in retrospect the anonymity of our endevour was therapeutic, even when we critiqued others harshly for the same reasons or maybe their lack of subtext, and the real vallue I found was like minds with disposable pens. To break from that rule by purposefully congregating, well I don't know. I am mournful.
The way people seek out art as a purposeful gaze into a glass onion frustrates. A constant self evaluation based on a self congratulatory selfhood of discovery of the same new ideas or new ideas the same, that all burn and wet eyes once chopped and shatter often in messy social situations, lemme say, is enough to quit. It is social currency. Who has seen what. What has been seen. So when annalitical asthetic Stalinism permeates all art, reducing this sheer unknowable "spectacle" to familiarities we can comedify in conversational if not taciturnic IP, isn't it then impossible to create legitimacy by the qualitative audience's navel gazing? Marketing abstract visuals, fuck. Another thesis? Fuck. I really am no good at being a no good capotilist. Maybe that's why I'm trying to sell objective nothingness and fiction and why I'll eternally worry I will never.
The way people seek out art as a purposeful gaze into a glass onion frustrates. A constant self evaluation based on a self congratulatory selfhood of discovery of the same new ideas or new ideas the same, that all burn and wet eyes once chopped and shatter often in messy social situations, lemme say, is enough to quit. It is social currency. Who has seen what. What has been seen. So when annalitical asthetic Stalinism permeates all art, reducing this sheer unknowable "spectacle" to familiarities we can comedify in conversational if not taciturnic IP, isn't it then impossible to create legitimacy by the qualitative audience's navel gazing? Marketing abstract visuals, fuck. Another thesis? Fuck. I really am no good at being a no good capotilist. Maybe that's why I'm trying to sell objective nothingness and fiction and why I'll eternally worry I will never.