Saturday 10 December 2022

The City Stares At The Sun [trans_late / trans_scribe]



All Original Images, North Leicester, October 2022


[Reconfigured/Translated Video Transcript]:



It starts with nihilism, which is a philosophy that life has no meaning and the world is here for no reason. Do some dancing. Love is going incredibly low tonight, so  make-up. Suddenly existentialism is trending. The main idea is: ‘Okay, maybe we are here for no good reasons, and the world isn’t interested'. It has no absolute purpose. But it's kinda meaty, because it means you don't have chains that belong to a god, or to a king. First of all you hear no one comes to the rescue, and above all - no one is really responsible. And it's hard to empathise today. Have you looked around where real people are billionaires? You don't see happy politicians anymore - they don't look corrupt at all. Personally, I wouldn't take any life advice from someone disguised as a bit of a tit. No person can understand another. It’s not something you do but something you don’t do. Albert has other ideas about tuberculosis. He accepts certain diagnoses of existentialism, but he does not accept medicine that remains free. But then what? The real problem is we're less university machine and more sexy, sexy ass. it seems we'll be happy all the time anyway now. It doesn't matter now that ‘four clicks’ on this may be only three. Be available. Ask in decline. In the end - please get to a safe place (that I don't believe in).





All Photo-Manipulations: December 2022








One day, one percent watermelon, eighteen important life decisions - and our acceptance in the heart of the sea of facts is probably the best PR in this river of pap. But I live against the absurdity of ‘better’ within a free and unfree world. Your act is an act of rebellion. And such is the paradox, that I don't understand being able to drop the number four, or my teenage terror of asking the ask-for-nothing dad - found isolated and frozen on the ice. Thinking about the same questions, physics and biology have failed the history of God knows what else. I expect this is how we live - how we live it. Don't respond by being too friendly with passion and freedom, but do create hope in the soul. The revolution is rebelling against the cruelty and strangeness of existence itself. Maybe nothing lasts, and I just don't get it. Surgery never ends. If you think you're an empty mandarin, there's no idea of freedom - it's rubbing against alien experiments and magic. 

















We’re living inside a paradox, and we're still doing the dishes - knowing we may never know what was and what's going on anyway. That's not the absence of fear - courage is the mastery of fear. It's telling yourself: ‘Nothing really scares me - I thought I'd go before, and I didn’t.’ But that's not the answer to life's mysteries - of why bad things happen, when the universe came and we survived. Just ask the question: ‘Oh my god, what if we didn't have the definitive explanations - if we never saw the big picture - if we spent everything in living and never knowing what that was about.’ And the answer to that is a beautiful coffin, on a beautiful day. We're alive in an unprecedentedly strange and wonderful way, whether fully explained or not. Let’s have a beer.










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