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How Repetition Drains Meaning

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          As seen in Don DeLillo’s "Videotape," the act of watching a raw moment on a loop can transforms a human tragedy into a cold emotionless moment, a phenomenon that has only worsted in our current time where our screens turn every reality into a meaning-stripped repetitive replay. Delillo uses a Ekphrasis ( or in other words: the verbal representation of visual art or media), and one thing I feel like he really highlights using ekphrasis within this piece is the repetitive nature of media, especially in our more modern world where everything from long movies to TikTok‘s are spliced and repackaged as repetitive looping pieces of content, I’m not just talking about gifts, but a broader repetitiveness where by digitally slicing reality into predictable, three-second bites, we effectively strip the event of its trauma and its truth — like the news clip man getting shot in Delillo piece — turning a singular human moment into a 'hyperreal' texture that we ...

Urban alienation & sub-urban lawns

Most of us spend our lives staring through a "glass" whether it’s a Iphone screen or your suburban house window—acting exactly like the moth in Virginia Woolf’s essay, just banging our heads against a barrier we didn’t even realize was there.  Like the moth, we’ve become un-conscientiously fluttering against these invisible boundaries, desperately trying to reconnect with a nature that we’ve accidentally engineered ourselves away from.     Most urban — and especially sub-urban — cities and townships such as our own are  incredibly deprived of nature,  creating a massive wall between us and the actual world. We have traded real ecosystems for manicured lawns and strip malls.  we have taken environments where viberant nature used to exist and terraformed it into our own “backdrops”. The grass on our lawns is may look lush, but it is lifeless ecosystem with no biodiversity and completely separated from reality that Woolf’s moth sought to reach. We no longer wa...