Where has the time gone? Would it not be better for me to ask where have I gone? Coming up with an answer might depend upon my being able to return to self-awareness. The short answer is that the last few months and the foreseeable future, for that matter, involve being so immersed in multimedia that I have been unable to form coherent thoughts, much less write them down or blog about them.
Yesterday, I saw “Now You See Me” at the local theater. Going out to movies has been one of the many extravagances I have been obliged to indulge in. The internet tells us we must experience the latest cinematic presentations, and we are not supposed to know we have any free will to refuse.
I do not want to launch into yet another commentary about the morally-corrupting influences of popular culture, but I can highly recommend watching this movie as a mildly cynical reflection on modern society. If you have seen any promotional advertisements, you may be familiar with the thesis statement that the closer you look, the less you will see. It is no spoiler to say that distraction is a cornerstone of a successful magic trick. For a couple of hours, I was pleasantly distracted from the excruciating agony of being aware of living in a world where people can easily be dazzled with noise and flashing light; sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Perhaps, at some point since my last posting, I came to the conclusion that, if only I could stop thinking, I could be like everyone else in my daily surroundings. This losing battle to maintain coherent thought is wearisome. It has been tempting to burn all my journals, since past experience has no relevance for whatever future might have once been possible. It has been tempting to shut down my blog page, since it mocks me with the reminder that of not having been updated in months. If not for the mental stimulation coming from the Typosphere, I think I would have to look into a seven percent solution of cocaine, with whatever long-term consequences it would entail.