Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Paradox

Musicians and writers and artists are generally more caught up in their own notions of reality than the reality that is presented to them by the outside world. We're generally more engaged by what goes on in our own heads than what goes on around us. Which leads to a somewhat solipsistic view of the world.

We also get off on being misunderstood. We're kind of used to it, and even though we complain about it and talk ceaselessly about how desperate we are for meaningful connection, the truth is, when we actually do feel truly understood, maybe even worldlessly, we kind of don't know what to do with that feeling, we're so terribly unaccustomed to it. It makes us uncomfortable, like someone has invaded our personal psychic space. Something about it feels inauthentic; we want to be left alone again. More like, we want to make a run for it. We feel engulfed and terrified because what we desperately crave feels like a violation of the most personal parts of who we are.

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