09-06-2012, 01:42 AM
Sometimes with stuff that's hard or impossible to understand, somebody might be going for a magic effect. Like mixing a brew of eye of newt, slime of a toothed frog, chin hair of a ginger midget, and so on. And some people are susceptible while others aren't. And that goes into manipulating reality; while some are happy where they are. My questions here concern philosophy in art rather than philosophy of art. The responses so far have answered those questions. But it's true that when I say my life, that includes other people and other ideas and situations I know or make up or think about that I'm not necessarily a character in. And I'm not always satisfied simply mocking or satirizing or questioning the ready-made forms that don't work for me, and I'm talking about the institutions of reality that use many forms on a worldwide scale as ridiculous and pointless as any forms I might slam into when I'm drunk or losing my mind.
Though many times I am talking about more than just institutions when I say reality. I like things that go bump in the night. It could always be God saying, “All this time you thought I was dead. But I was only joshin ya.” Or it might be a sexy vampire that wants to give me a hickey and make me immortal. Or my Lenore (nameless here for evermore; or “I love she who hates me more”, thanks to Lou Reed’s plagiarism).
Though many times I am talking about more than just institutions when I say reality. I like things that go bump in the night. It could always be God saying, “All this time you thought I was dead. But I was only joshin ya.” Or it might be a sexy vampire that wants to give me a hickey and make me immortal. Or my Lenore (nameless here for evermore; or “I love she who hates me more”, thanks to Lou Reed’s plagiarism).