"Capitalism culminates when it creates out of itself its own most radical- and the only fruitful- opposite, totally different from what the classic Left, caught in its miserabilism, was able to dream about." - Peter Sloterdijk "Anger and Time"

"The sovereign self-negating gesture of the endless accumulation of wealth is to spend this wealth for things beyond price, and outside market circulation: public good, arts and sciences, health, etc. This concluding "sovereign" gesture enables the capitalist to break out of the vicious cycle of endless expanded reproduction, of gaining money in order to earn more money. When he donates his accumulated wealth to public good, the capitalist self-negates himself as the mere personification of capital and its reproductive circulation: his life acquires meaning. It is no longer just expanded reproduction as self-goal. Furthermore, the capitalist thus accomplishes the shift from eros to thymos, from the perverted "erotic" logic of accumulation to public recognition and reputation." - Slavoj Zizek "Violence"

I've yet to find a more appropriate description of our current trajectory as a peoples, even most interestingly as artists who consistently exchange ideas with this tangled, capitalist mess. It's strange for me to think that the very reason I make music is to give it back to the community for the sake of self-negation, to be able to prove to my contemporaries that I've provided them a service, thus rendering all further actions unto this finite pursuit of social acceptance and transparency; I mean- bullshit aside- we like to pronounce our declaration to the arts as if we came up with the idea, but what we seem to forget is the cathartic nature of artistic interaction between communities, how it feels to present ourselves as Master-Signifiers to a world that progressively disembodies from itself day-by-day.

As social links continue to merge, and information becomes more and more free to the "excluded," one day we'll look in the mirror and see- in place of one, broken soul- a multitude of complex desires, ambitions, questions and viewpoints staring back at us, and we'll think "Jesus, how did our grandparents pull this life thing off?"