neither squares nor cubes

Cur­rent fic­tion is at an end.

           Mo­tion            Pic­ture
           or
           nov­els            alike –
The Ma­trix
and
In the Mouth of Mad­ness
and
Dark City
and
Falling Down
and
Fahren­heit 451
           et cetera.

I have ex­tract­ed out of
Schopen­hauer
and
es­pe­cial­ly
Against the Grain
by
Huys­mans
and
sev­er­al oth­er nine­teenth cen­tu­ry au­thors the best ide­ol­o­gy I could come up with.

It en­tails an­gels
and
mus­es
and
god­dess as a ghost­ly realm of per­cep­tion – which is­n’t en­tire­ly es­tab­lished yet.

           I mean,
           we are            truth,
we make the truth as we go along,
but
they have made the truth into a cri­sis –
and
the sub­ject to be cen­tral to kap­i­tal­ism and com­mu­nism is what is con­test­ed here. As in the Man­i­fest that goes with it.

It is a car­i­ca­ture of beau­ty
to de­pict the ab­sur­di­ty of
twen­ti­eth cen­tu­ry mod­ernist thinkers.

           I mean,
           it should in­spire artists
to make a pa­gan mar­ket­place with sculp­tures into a gallery, as if that is­n’t an ab­surd ac­qui­es­cence to the mod­ern era.

With it mod­ernism
and
T.S. Eliot
and
Wait­ing for Godot
and
“noth­ing here re­mains, no fu­ture and no past”
from Slay­er
and
many oth­ers to speak about when the end of arts comes to an end, it re­sumes art again.

As is only pos­si­bil­i­ty.
The noth­ing here re­mains is as i said.

A phi­los­o­phy that can’t ac­tu­al­ly work
is you still try­ing to prophet it;
it’s a para­dox.
Pos­si­bly cre­at­ed out of the hu­mil­i­ty of the sub­ject and the no­tion you can’t say any­thing about beau­ty.

But se­ri­ous­ly.
Let’s not stop say­ing some­thing about an­gels
and
mus­es
and
god­dess just yet.

           Let’s not con­tin­ue this ma­trix
of squares
and
cubes every­where
and
the lit­tle en­ter­tain­ment goth­ic at an­oth­er place en­tire­ly known as kitsch.

 

—tris­ti­tia lan­guorem

Flom­mist Tris­ti­tia Lan­guorem eats tragedy. They have many names but it doesn’t change much the whole premise of the ideals. Antwerp, Bel­gium is where home is. It’s time for a fresh start. Copy­right © 2021 Tris­ti­tia Lan­guorem. Pic­tured: Kandin­sky, Kleine Wel­ten VI (de­tail), 1922.

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