What Are You Looking For?

Saturday, March 9, 2019

Pierwalker Log: March 9, 2019

Writing start: 10:39 A.M.
Finish: 3:12 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 800
Edited (est.): 12000 + 6 poems
Tasks

1. Failure: Off till 3/16

2. Book Three Melody: Off

3. Ant Story: Primary edit number one of chapter five

4. Fractalverse V5: First stage edit of the fourth set of six poems

5Rapscallion: Read-through of chapter four
Notes: I will probably do a complete read-through of all the chapters a couple more times to align the story more fully.

6. LOTR: Primary edit number four of chapter six

7. Angel: Book Three: Off till 3/16

8. T-Bag: Read-through of chapter four

Special Projects:  Transcribing Montaigne day three (of three)

Extra notes: In a world of billions, all crying for attention, fame, fortune, and glory, embracing obscurity is an act of rebellion.

Most people have the attention span of a gnat. Getting them to read even a 280-character tweet is too much, let alone a chapter of a book, or even a 3-stanza poem. It's an exercise in futility.

Most people are consumers. They are like one of those aliens in Star Trek: covered in suckers. Consuming ever more shit is all that matters to them; and none of what they consume matters. Understanding that lunacy is, I think, the first step towards living sanely as an artist or writer. You want to please and entrance those sucker-beasts? Why?

Is it any wonder why finding a real community, a real tribe, is so goddamned difficult?

In today's world, such entities, if I can call them that, are--must be--very rare. People too, especially in Western societies, go on a scorched-Earth search for partner; when they find one they dump all those they hung out with or kept in contact with and hole up with their prize. Those so poorly treated weren't friends: the person's treatment of them is proof of that!

Such treatment extends, of course, into the digital realm, which is nothing more than a reflection of the physical one. It's grotesque behavior, and it's inexcusable. Again, echoing Erich Fromm: just because a zillion people are doing something does not make it sane or moral.

I'm not looking for consumers. I'm looking for appreciators. I'm looking for moral appreciators. I'm looking for people who actually and regularly take the time to look past the ends of their noses, who eschew the herd, who tread lightly on this world, who reject amatonormativity as a way of living and being with others.

I won't be holding my breath that I'll find any.

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