Wednesday, March 08, 2006

he spoke of me objectively in my presence.

a civilization of clowns doesn't understand why their lifestyle is undesireable. it is all they know to be, and their only method of value is humor. one day a clown will be born who realizes, humor doesn't matter and clowns are a joke.

1 comment:

matt said...

once that new clown realizes that clowns are a joke, he will revert to his clownlike state, and participate in a mipponian play like never before. The satirical b.s. phantasm which manages to make people feel as if they are actually critiquing something without doing anything about it. The role of comedy, it seems to fit nicely, making exsistence and apathy bareable for a the finitude while the rest look on with an obscure sense of desperation.