#depthless

An abyssal swirl.

Falling.

The stars!

They shine so bright!

They pass by like snow

Falling.

That cloud looks like a face.

Whose face?

What face?

It feels like I'm

Falling.

'A shooting star!

Make a wish!'

Who said that?

It's getting hot.

I'm still

Falling.

Gravity.

Atmosphere.

Friction.

Burning.

Gone.

The conventional is now experimental. The experimental is now conventional.

Unorthodoxy is orthodox. Following others includes following by not-following other others.

Purchased fashion will always be conventional for as long as capitalism is conventional.

Tumblr is awful but it is convenient.

Depth and surface. Postmodernism etc etc etc etc etc etc etc (surely everyone's heard this a million times before, right?).

Where did all the length go? What happened to whole books, whole films, whole sentences, whole people?

Minimum effort gets minimum attention (that says a lot about this blog).

Trivia reigns supreme. Why watch a classic film when you can post a two second clip of it on the internet because it's whatever word is used for 'cool' these days?

Audrey Hepburn, Marilyn Monroe, Jimmy Stewart, Sophia Loren, Cary Grant, Humphrey Bogart, Ingrid Bergman and anyone else from cinema history did not exist other than to gratify the impulses which drive micromasturbation in the twenty first century. Be beautiful, be famous and be remembered in the most tragically futile way.

"JFK? Didn't they, like, mention him in The West Wing once or something? He was like totally hawt."

The more interest you take in yourself, the less interest you take in other people.

Why write with text when you can write with clichéd images and bright, juvenile graphics? If you're going to liberate yourself from the shackles of language then at least put yourself in even more bondage.

Why constantly defer 'meaning' when you can just eschew it all together?

By the way, release from 'meaning' isn't a release from language, smartarse.

American culture is global culture but please, by all means make occasional, garbled, decontextualised references to Europe to prove your cultural worth according to the more insecure side of American thought.

Floating signifiers. I fucking love that term, and find that I can apply it to most things in contemporary western culture without much effort, from David Cameron to reality TV.

"LOL! JAPANESE CARTOONS ARE AIMED AT SOCIALLY UNSKILLED, DEVELOPMENTALLY FUCKWITTED FUCKHOLES WITH THE ATTENTION SPANS OF A GNAT. AND I'M A SOCIALLY UNSKILLED, DEVELOPMENTALLY FUCKWITTED FUCKHOLE WITH THE ATTENTION SPAN OF A GNAT"

The last one was a lie; no way would that person be able to write a sentence with more than three words and no unhelpful, unfunny pictures or seizure-inducing flashes.

This is a material world, composed of many materials but primarily made of shit.