December 18, 2008
A convenient mechanism
“‘The truth,’ Peta smiled, ‘is that there is no truth. Life is just a series of coincidences, accidents and random urges which we carefully forge– for our own sick reasons– into a convenient design. Everything is arbitrary. Only art exists to make the arbitrary congeal. No memory or God or love, even. Only art. The truth is simply am idea an idea, a structure which we employ– in very small doses– to render life bearable. It’s just a convenient mechanism, Kane, that’s all.” –from Darkmans by Nicola Barker
