an " A . eae a | < Pash cots ei eo LZ Z eee EE ‘i I SS a oe ee oe ae Sy eae en a. ie eee A oe soa i oe: A | aa S we — } a sat | ‘ i i. é . G aete he, ee . om oe aban’ “9 = Fe Le Say Oy gE is Pr : .% er i i ¢ J re : ‘ y La ial oF ig \ . ' = aT \, . i ‘ _ 4 : . : 4 y ; ¥, ‘ “ : 4 Wilde: “Let me tell you, old Philosopher, that universal truths are unnecessary difficulties within one’s life. You asked how it is | could find ‘value in the picture of a picture?’ It is the very mediums you cast aside that are necessary for truth to be found. You fail to understand that poetry, writing, and the lesser arts are not expressive, despite your wishes.” Plato: Then what is it that the medium is if not expressive? Wilde: Impressive. This conclusion can be reached when analyzing the important role of the critic above the creator and their creations. Plato: Are you insane? Wilde: | fear for the first time in a long time, | am the sanest man in the room. Plato: You honestly hold the critic, whom provides a representation of a representation twice removed, above the creator and their creation? Wilde: | do hold the critic above the creation, and certainly well above the creator. When a critic studies a work, such as poetry or writing, they use the impressive qualities of the medium to search their own soul and report their findings through a well-crafted internal analysis. This is where truth is found. Since truth is found within, truth is not universal. If poetry perverts the soul, as you so often claim, the soul truly wanted to be perverted. What is truer to an individual than that which their soul finds to be true? Why search for universal truth when we could be asking ourselves why our search for universal truth is so important? Plato: It is as if you have a hedonist and scholar bickering inside you at all times. A representation is incapable of producing truth under any circumstance. It is as if you were not listening to a word | have said. If | could, | would have all poets and writers banished from decent societies. : ee “Sar Barthes: (Butting in after eavesdropping the two men’s conversation) | think you are misrepresenting the role of the creator, Plato. Plato: How do you rationalize such nonsense, Barthes? Barthes: You place far too much responsibility upon the creator of works. Your disdain for poets and writers is notable, but what you fail to understand is that the creator cannot convey any personal message, truth, or perversion within their work. Plato: Then where can truth be found? Barthes: Truth is questionable, but truth will not be found within the creator. Instead, truth, if it exists, can only be found within the text of those who wish to analyze a medium without influence from the creator. To impose such importance upon the creator is to limit the functionality of the work, stunting the proficiency in which an analyzer can reach a conclusion, such as the existence of truth. Plato: Next you are going to imply a work is both expressive and impressive? Barthes: (In a serious tone) It is as if you can read my mind. Shall | continue? Plato: | think it is better that you do not. | assumed this was purgatory, not hell. | fear our beliefs have reached an impassible convergence. Perhaps the only thing we can all agree on is that of the disdain for the creators of works through didactic reasoning. Wilde: | suppose you are right for once. At least through discourse, knowledge will never grow stagnant and no concept untested. Barthes: This is not true; we can also all agree that if these tabs are not paid immediately, the death of two authors will be imminent. (THE END) behad = trad mrad baban = Coot Cod bodual ed four ™ cS