Wednesday, July 11, 2018

i.e., no more fucking existential angst, since we are fucking impotent

Modernist literature sees fragmentation and extreme subjectivity as an existential crisis, or Freudian internal conflict, a problem that must be solved, and the artist is often cited as the one to solve it. Postmodernists, however, often demonstrate that this chaos is insurmountable; the artist is impotent, and the only recourse against "ruin" is to play within the chaos. 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Postmodern_literature