What mindless effervescence can I find to distract me from my weary boredom? A man with nothing to do at least has that – nothing. I am without a verb. When the internet fails one so used to her sordid and banal pathways, what then is a man to do? What fog-like entertainment can I find to while away a Sunday evening? Too late to engage in cinema (though were there anything to watch – !), too late to even turn thoughts upon watching a teleplay. Music provides a distraction, yes, but when distraction is sought for distraction’s sake, what then? A man whose mind is too often involved in a passing mindlessness pursues a state of mindlessness in permanentia, and a mindless mind – what is that? A nothing; a wisp; a flit; a flash; a shell.... an effervescence...
SdG
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