How strange it is that we should all spend our lives in pursuit of some idealised goal of perfect self-abstraction, of well-defined subjectivity and psychological closure when everything we learn on this journey of life informs us that this is in fact impossible. We learn by entrainment and enculturation that we should abhor and shum […]
Tag: angst
Monday mornings…
…a vast and yawning abyss of commuter futility only partially masked by the endless distraction of engorging ourselves on information artefacts, channels, opinions, fiction and repetition. It is as though we can not even savour our loneliness and feelings of dispossession or pointlessness at all of this cyclical and directionless repetition. The cognitive landscape of […]
FOMO
Fear of missing out is much deeper and more challenging than the superficiality with which it is commonly portrayed. At some level we are all aware that we have very little effect on this world, that despite our starring role in the narrative theatre of our own life – we have almost no influence or […]
Does social media only really exploit us and invoke reflexive psychological and emotional dependency?
On Setting Suns
The mad parade of daily, weekly, yearly working life catches up with me in these moments…
There is no winning hand. Existentially, we are all (and all end up) in the same place. If you are confident to think that you have found a solution to our shared enigma, please don’t find yourself so insecure about it that you feel obligated to force it upon others. Eschatological solutions are often poorly […]