I just heard it asked, Would you rather be a thermometer or a thermostat in a social situation, a thermometer gauges the temperature and a thermostat sets it. I thought about it, and then remembered that I despise social situations in the first place. Socializing should obviate energy, cathexis and metamorphosis, but the term “situation” designates stagnancy, mundanity, deadness, deadness. The idea of what’s good is as being what’s not bad. So in attempting to manifest, to represent what’s “good,” we shut out a whole world of influences, of images and inclinations, in all their dark catalyzing power, we deny ourselves the ability to change, when we worship sameness. And to name all “social situations” as good, we require adherence to what are now the prevailing norms, because the objective is damage control, when you’re trying to make the unknown the known. It’s “social situations” that run society, but their whole function is to obfuscate the self. Only in a state of unknowing can you succeed in a “social situation,” and only in a state of knowing can you be yourself. And the very desire for a “social situation,” in the first place, is a state of vacuousness, a void that longs to be filled.
As it turns out, the guy who shared this on facebook declined when I asked him if he wanted to start a band, I was riding my bike around on a Sunday morning, molten and mad, many women still to come, women in camouflage hats, women who would smile at me when I passed the music school, I passed 72 people, the 73rd one threw me for a loop, called me outside myself, and just like that, I burned my way through every social situation, dichotomies stormed and butaned.