But it’s not that I’m simply an asshole or a Debbie Downer, it’s that I’ve been on a quest to find something meaningful my entire life, and the only thing I’ve ever found it in outside of nature are dancing, Wilco, the writings of bell hooks and Kafka, and apparently the blatant artificiality of pop art and pop music.
…d take anything in the entire world, including natural phenomena, and tell you why it was bullshit. I am still pretty good at ruining things that people enjoy. The only thing that really stumped me were trees (except Christmas trees. Christmas trees are bullshit. I love them. But they’re bullshit.) and the giant squid.
…e by the way we are treated. It upsets people when their concept of their identity becomes fragile. But we’re also told there is an authentic self underneath it all. Demian was about destroying the world of illusion that other people have built for you, but the real trick is that you can’t. The only way to really know me would be to crawl inside me, but even then I don’t think you would get an answer. We filter everything through so many standards and norms and ideas that we were socialized to take as truth. I’m not terribly sure who I am, what I stand for, and if I’m even alive — and that’s on a good day.