6th
There is a Human Being
Today my friend sent me his journal entries, he did this in a very passive way, but I knew what he was attempting to do. And I’ve felt that way before too. They were so lonely and distressed and so truthful and intelligent and so completely absurd and so deserving of attention. But, alas, it seems like its so difficult to get the attention one wants, needs, or deserves. It also seems like one can’t get anyones attention anymore without acting frivolous or including tits and ass. so if wants to really see anything of substance you have to look in between the cracks.
An example of this is an unnamed individual, in an unnamed location, somewhere sitting at an unmarked desk, collecting his little unmarked items that will be set out for Free. I imagine him sitting at a desk right at this moment archiving. Silver Foxes 2. Why is Viagra for You?. Tantric Sex and How it can Improve your Life. Ninja Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles:The Music Videos. How to Survive a Knife Fight. The Coon Hunting Championships. The list goes on. Seemingly Inconsequential. These are history. These are nothings that obsess humanity and then are subsequently forgotten. These are trash that humans discard. The mental repositories of trivial debris. These are the urban archeologist looking through the trash bins of society. They are not the moments that are collected and cherished but the experiences we hide away. Instructional videos, childrens videos, forgotten stars. They are the things we forget but keep repressed.
These are the people I’d like to remember. The people that spend hours on important nothingness importantness. Obssesively. Hoping in the back of their mind that someone might appreciate their work.