Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Synecdoche, New York


' What was once before you, an exciting, mysterious future is now behind you. Lived. Understood. Disappointing. You realize you are not special. You have struggled into existence and are now silently slipping out of it. This is everyone's experience. Every single one. The specifics hardly matter. Everyone is everyone.'

'As the people who adore you stop adoring you, as they die, as they move on, as you shed them; as you shed your beauty, your youth; as you recognize your transience; as you begin to lose your characteristics one by one; as you learn there is no one watching you and there never was, you think only about driving. Not coming from any place, not arriving any place, just driving, counting off time. Now you are here, it's 7:43. Now you are here, it's 7:44. Now you are...found.'

- Charlie Kauffman

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