an ‘appetite for the new and the different, for fresh experience and novel excitements’ has lain at the heart of successful bourgeois society,
We grow bored through disconnection thus seeking additional sensual stimulation to avoid a sense of ineu (meaninglessness), recieve it in meaningless spectacle which titilates us as it further dulls our capacity for engaging with the experiential gestalt of being, leading us to fuel our growing anxiety as we seek meaning in the meaningless and bored with the this barren, over cultivated field of experience.
What if we just allowed ourselves to lie fallow, unsown an let us replenish the nutrients of the gestalt.
I.e. Frued's 'Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.'
