art is supposed to bridge the gap between language and emotion…
– but get this! mankind has been thwarted.
under that bridge, there is a troll.
he frequently quotes david foster wallace and often delves into rants
about the death of post-modernism. he watches art movies
and likes blink-182 ironically.
he has no friends. he is severely depressed.
sometimes, he does drugs with other friendless, depressed creatures.
they all feel lightheaded and gratified for a few hours.
the troll even makes knock-knock jokes.
everyone laughs until the drugs wear off.
after that, they go back to being friendless and depressed.
one day, he gets bored
so he kills God to make a statement.
it was a publicity stunt, the critics start saying.
they’re wrong – he just did it because he had nothing else to do.
but that makes him sound like a bored failure
who uses art as a pretext to waste his life away.
he wants to want attention
so he says nothing and just keeps blogging about his dumb life.