Also known as '
meta-modernism'. An inevitable categorical representation of our 'present' cultural age. It can be defined as a wide-ranging set of developments in critical theory,
philosophy, architecture,
art, literature and culture which are emerging from and reacting to post-modernism. Essentially, anyone that uses this term
95% of the
time is a complete and utter pretentious and severely lost fuck-wit who views anything 'contemporary' with the same degree of fascination and reverence as anyone would today in context of artistic expressions before the 20th century. A million layers of irony and
meta-observation coat the conceptual fabric of these peoples
world perspective; nihilistic and empty speculations centred upon nothing comprise of their
reality.
As can be deduced from the flowery and vague speculative language apparent (which is equally reflected within its actual content),
meta-modernism is an aimless groping in the dark of an empty abyss, which cannot even be properly classified as a represented as 'nothingness', as it supposedly transcends all limitations of logical categories whilst at the same
time remaining bound within them in a limbo state of infinite negation, construction, and the both synthesised into an infinite spiral which extends out into an unfathomable state of incalculable layers of irony.
Max: Hey Fenton, I just noticed that in your kindle library you had some post-post modernistic literature? Wtf is that shit?
Fenton: Ahh I'm glad you asked. Post-post modernism can be described in a nut-shell as an attempt of liberation of the inertia resulting from a century of modernistic idealogical naivety and cynical insincerity of its antonymous bastard child. It can be viewed as a movement in
respect of transcending the super-imposed false dichotomies impressed upon our culture in hope of embracing a union of scientific-poetic synthesis and informed naivety of a magical realism of which exists -
Max: Lol wtf? What are you trying to say?
Fenton: Haha idk, it took me a couple hours to memorise and recite all the words and fuck you put me off but! I'
ll go from the beginning and recite this shit from scratch.
Max: Go to the
fucking art-centre and you'll get all the chicks saying that shit, fuck
man lets go tonight.
Fenton: Why do you think I bothered learning it
cunt? Fuck
yeah let's get some
pussy tonight!
