The underground. The underearth. The underworld. We’re descending into ourselves. Which means into our stupidity.
Does our stupidity have any surprises left? Is there anything unknown in our stupidity? Are there any other dimensions of it, our idiocy? Anything left to surprise us? To catch us unawares?
The underground lesson. What is it? What are we supposed to learn? What’s it all supposed to be About?
Why does there have to be a lesson?
Why can’t the lesson be that there are no lessons. That nothing Means anything. And that that’s the point.
The pointless fucking point.
Work in Progress 