The World of Normies

Mediocrity and banality

I woke up early and reread a conversation I had with someone over facebook messenger. In that conversation we touched upon something that I am sure we are all aware of to some extent: That the normie world is banal and mediocrity is celebrated. This can be quite depressing, especially if you are a person who has a heart for the arts and is able to produce things of beauty by the combined power of imagination and skill.

Look at the music industry, everything you hear on the radio sounds the same, sounds flat, soulless and is insulting to the human soul because of how base and vulgar most of it is. Almost every song glorifies toxic interpersonal relationships, not limited to romantic ones and laments either losing or not having a person around you to fulfil your sexual desires. And while I will not deny that romantic and sexual love is part and parcel of the human condition, it is not the end all be all. Where is the aspiration towards self elevation and the quest for beauty in things that transcend the melodramatics of relationship drama?

The visual arts perfectly underline this, it is hollow and superficial and most of all … ugly. Made for people who’s sense for beauty has been snuffed out or amputated. Often these works of “art” are accompanied by a verbose and pompous explanation on how this piece or that piece is a socalled critique on a particular social issue. But there are no words that can make the ugly look beautiful. Art no longer inspires, it depresses. We can look at the architecture and sculptures of our human past and we instinctively know we are looking at beauty that is meant to inspire the minds and hearts of humans to do better, to aspire to something greater. These expressions soothe the soul, stimulate the senses and comfort the mind.

This is no longer the case for our world. The world of arts is an expression of what humanity on the whole has become: A hollowed out simulacrum of a person, it looks like a human, talks like a human but it is just a shell that hides its inner vacuum behind a wall of empty words and expressions. Something which only a fool is fooled by. This is the normie, this is the npc. And this is their world.

I went through a state of despondency myself when I first started to realize that. Especially because these pathologically mediocre artforms, created by equally pathologically mediocre people, are celebrated and pushed to the fore, given a status that it (or they) does not deserve. We can all speculate and muse about why this has come to be and in my opinion we would be right to think that this is done with a purpose in mind. When we still celebrated beauty instead of the ugly, these people and their profound expressions of banality would have been forgotten, pushed to the side to make way for something and someone better. And it would have been deserved because the implicit message by doing so would be: “Do better.”

This is not a world for the soulful and the people that appreciate beauty. It is the world for the normies and npc’s who are content to be told what to find beautiful. Never once does it occur to them that their sense of beauty is something else than what they are told. Arguably this makes them no better than a farm animal, who beyond the fullfillment of their basic needs has no need or desire for beauty. And when it has served its purpose it is brought to the slaughter house. Social climbing and rat race endeavoring is all there is to their existence and they seem to be content with that. Artists these days are propped up and promoted because they push “the right message” often underlined with rainbow alphabet cult philosophies that are not even worthy of the term philosophy, because it comes not from profound self examination but from a repetitive script that someone else has instilled into them. We do not need to go in how every single alphabet rainbow cultist is a personified uglification of society as a whole, more than enough has already been said about it, there have even been studies done on the subject which have come to the same conclusion: That it and they are ugly.

And while I realize, deeply so, that all this is depressing and demotivating to hear and see, I do not want to leave you with the same despondency I felt.

This is not our world. It does not need to be our world.

We may share the world with these empty shells of humans but we do not need to be them or be like them. This is something Thomas Sheridan has often touched upon: The parallel reality. We may need to co exist in world but we do not need to share our space with these uglifiers and demoralizers. And that is why the biggest middle finger we can give to that world and the people who push it, is to never stop creating beautiful things wherever we go or wherever we meet. Your two hands and your own mind are the greatest weapon you have against this onslaught on the human senses. The world may be too big a place for you to push back against but we all have our own homes and living spaces and that is a great place to start. Surround yourself with things that are beautiful, that inspire you and that make you want to do better and feel better. And if that is not enough for you: seed bomb your lawn with wildflowers, make your music, paint that painting, knit that sweather and bring back the beauty in your own personal living sphere. Paint your house in a color that makes you happy and don’t care what the neighbors may think. Especially so if those same neighbors have the TV blaring from dawn till dusk, telling them what to think, they may be afraid of their own mind but you don’t have to be, you don’t have to be like them or even pretend to be like them.

You are not like them. And one of the cruelest things a person can do to themselves mentally is to compare oneself with the likes of them. Don’t fret over what you have or have not achieved in their minds and opinions, they themselves are not even in a place where they can truly appreciate their own achievements because more often than not it is not done for themselves but to appease the great masses of nobodies that they have never met, some nebulous authority figure or imaginary parent that looks at them from the TV, judging them.

Be free of that shackle. If they want to surround themselves with the ugly, mediocre and banal then that is their choice. It is your choice to want better.

So create the beauty you want to see and do it for yourself, don’t do it for them.