Saturday, July 25, 2015
Dancing Cross the Line of Fire & the Myth of Grace
Grace is no myth. It's what society does with grace that causes the beauty of art to become "Mythic." There is no greater daring than the will to create. Society is led by it's dreamers. But no sooner than a society changes, then we grow up and old. And as a society we forget.
We live in a modern culture of "Informational Undertow." The "Twin Promises" of the Free Press and Creative Expression are both subject to this same gravity well, dragging ignorance back out into the vacuum of public acceptance. Relevance is no longer viral. Information has a very limited shelf life and an ever accelerating expiration date. This always limits any chance of artistic survival. Less and less durable information survives.
"Look at me. Look at me." (Don't look at me.) Everyone today is expected to add image to this circus of media. There are no durable memories anymore. The mind of the public weakens to the strain of internet addiction. I can assure you, as individuals we don't matter.
New Propositional Law of the Para Psychological Method, #5;
5.) "EVERYBODY WANTS PROOF" Today, 2015
If you remember the first four, they are,
1.) "A Person's Guess Is Always Better Than Odds Would Allow." 1966
2.) "Everyone Has Blind Spots And Everyone's Blind Spots Are Different." 1980
3.) "Some People Are Very Different, Very Differently." 1997
4.) "Everybody Needs Love." 2008
These seemingly trite truisms may seem ultimately trivial, but yet they have revealed a profusion of statistical evidence that has rendered me a "Web Pariah." Notice the almost total lack of followers or "community." Only a couple of people have ever dared associate themselves with my blog or G+. (The only reason Google briefly sent my XENOPHILIA collection to the Middle East, China and Russia, is because my work passes the sniff test for internet media across the political barriers of censorship, for now. Even children can look at my work without fear.)
Out of this new modern Grand Symmetrical Coalescence we are seeing a new paradigm emerge. With arts and beauty, a new voice unimagined must be brave in order to think outside the crushing intrusions of business as usual. (Rock is dead.) As always I want to thank anyone who has ever brought their interests to the media circus, this makes the "Viral Ceiling" crack and crumble.
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