Generally, I'm fairly unaffected by seminar readings. I enjoy them perhaps, or find them boring, and enjoy the discussions that they engender, but I leave seminar feeling rather distant. Not last night.
Pascal fucked with me. He has so many observations that seem very astute and very right, but I refuse to believe that we are as wretched as he claims. I got angry about it.
I also figured out what I'm going to do with myself.
I'm going to build instruments, teach classes on basic acoustics and woodworking and music theory - nothing in depth, just trying to get people to do things. I'll get an arts grant from a city and establish an experimental orchestra. I'll sell pretty instruments in art galleries.
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