Waiting for Superman
»The Uncanniest Guest«
1 December 2016
Children of today. Aged between 15 and 30. Us. All of us enveloped in our own world, with our thoughts, repressed feelings, and fallen ideals, deafened by the noise of the world. Life is nothing but a feeling of getting lost in the crowd of ordinary people, spent without any sentiment and distinction, lacking self-respect and a true identity. Us, saved from the world, but a constant threat to ourselves. Sleep, conformism and self-oblivion. Hiding behind a pedestal, instead of bravely stepping onto one. Lacking communication and lacking love or any feeling whatsoever. Without any genuine emotional response to the facts that we are witness of, and lacking any action taken by anyone. Lacking any statement on the issue of privacy. Everything is public and devaluated.
The uncanniest guest of nihilism who knocked on our door in the 20th century after the fall of all significant Absolutes (God/Nietzsche/ the origin of man/Darwin/time/Einstein/human subconscious/Freud / …) continues to wander around our home, confusing our thoughts, suppressing our emotions and restricting us on a subconscious level.