Taking a Shit with the Door Open by Steven Ye
Life is made of small gestures. Nothing big happens. Rather the gradual accumulation of experiences is enough to reveal greater truths. Somebody lying down on an un-vacuumed carpet can get such realizations. One moment everything is normal. The next a sudden awareness of how much time is spent being naked checking social media telling untruths to whoever cares to ask. Yes these are the things that make up a life. Those who say otherwise have not truly lived. Life consists of plenty of moments where the moments can be wasted. In fact early on in life people are encouraged to waste time to socialize. Somewhere along the line that time gains value and life’s quality begins to suffer.
Pop culture exists to create an outlet for killed time. Feeding killed time into pop culture is a time-honored tradition. Some people make entire careers out of careful analysis of what pop culture says about society as a whole. Most don’t. Most choose to focus on the surface level stuff, rapping on the beat, matching up, the technical prowess required. Digging deeper into the actual original intention is what gives pop culture its true meaning. Hence an artist who longed for riches and spent money on nice things later on shows exactly how that longing successfully translated into tangible goods. The world appreciates it and the world likes it. Every single move towards new products is something that the world at large encourages for purchases help things move forward for reasons that remain hard to fully define. Growth is a must in every country yet nobody can really state why.
The tiny subcultures grow too though their growth is harder. People obsessed with fonts, obsessed with obscure games, they become obscurists. Individuals who identify as obscurists might not realize how limited the reach is for their passion, how few care about that artist who might have one or a few songs. Nobody cares besides a handful of equally lonesome people. When interests become too narrow they tend to do the opposite of bringing people together, they break them apart piece by piece. Suddenly that interest becomes another barrier to friendship in case they didn’t already have enough of them.
Memorable days are the ones that remind people why they should spend more time socializing. Sure online interaction is one thing. Going out and meeting new people is quite another. Age has its restrictions limiting who can go where. Eventually those are thrown out for a day of mildly doing nothing, of a blank canvas of a day where nothing was expected and everything was delivered.