hi, I hope it’s not in bad taste to ramble on reblogs
um, I don’t say much usually because I keep telling myself I’m going to do a super awesome poetic-narrative introduction and refer to myself in the third person
but, um, I do art and think too much. mostly I think too much. sometimes I say I’m going to be the lady gaga of philosophy, only different/better because of reasons.
I used to say I was going to write my dissertation on lady gaga until I realized every time I write a paper it is like giving birth… and other things like discovering gaga stigmata and calming down because people who are better at writing papers are already doing that.
and that was also when I had completely ditched my artistic identity for a while and convinced myself my true calling was writing papers on philosophy… when honestly, it’s the same as it has always been, which is thinking and writing and drawing about myself (plus the rest of humanity, the universe & everything). :F
only now when I draw myself it has a purpose as opposed to when I just beat myself up for not being able to think up original characters. see, because my cognitive strength is in concepts and ideas, but expounding on them literally like writing analytical papers overwhelms me most of the time and I am much better at stream-of-consciousness type writing combined with self-analysis, autobio comix and lots of metaphor. (or you could just call it discovering/creating my personal mythology)
because joseph campbell and carl jung and kurt vonnegut and lady gaga and carl sagan and Likewise and Action Philosophers! and other things and people and circumstances and etc like my ex who draws hitler in lingerie
and also being the queer Aspergerian post-ironic Hipster loner that I am… and writing way too much. oops.
I am going to go back to lurking now ok.
(Source: nevver)
