Thursday, September 07, 2006

To The Existentialists:

You wish it was all in your head-
So that one day, through much contemplation and circuitous debate, you might wake yourself from the nightmare of awkward social interaction.

A universe of your own creation? That's a big idea...

Projecting your fears and insecurities onto others? That's the paradox...

I wish enlightenment came in a bottle.
Or one size fits all.

Unfortunately, since we never wake from the human condition, we are left to struggle on with our journey towards a non-existent destination.

Doors open into more doors, with locks and keys and yet, more doors.

Eureka! One morning. You lose it the next.

And if you want to sit in a corner of a room, drinking coffee, reading books and concentrating on shedding your physical body, nobody can interfere. But someday you might see the light in shallow conversation. Someday, you just might let down your guard when a neighbour catches you on your way out the door.

When you brush off this interaction as mere idle chat, you've missed the point yet again.