Bullseye

I have made the meaning of me. First, All art, political systems, and philosophy... all this artifice for me is insufficient. Incapable. A failure to me. And I must change this. They are all valiant attempts. And I honor them with everything but they cannot do what I can do with my agency.
What then is the goal? The goal is to have human beings extend and flex the power of their imagination in such away that we cast down solipsism, deny nihilism, refute meaninglessness and hold up man (in the mankind sense) as belonging amongst each other in a true real way.
How? By the power of painting (oldest of the living arts) (that may be a lie) (but I can pretend to myself). They way is to have art as action that broadens and expands the imagination of each individual. In this way the individual can conceive of in true way or more likely in a subjective way but that is real to the first individual another individual. Using the power of painting to recognize each other. To recognize a realness. But also using out personal imagination to posit in to this realness. To extend the border of self or see self in others. To see the intricate paradox that holds and binds us. Even if it is an illusion that gets us to connect to another, the very connection though founded on a lie (most certainly) connects us truly. Think of Brisies and how she was taken by spear but in the end Achilleus' feelings toward her are true and real. So if it is a lie that attaches us that does not necessarily tarnish our connection to each other because this connection posits that we are attached and belong in the same spacetime weave together. Thus we are not alone. Thus from our belonging we may find meaning within each other to live for the whole of each other and the shared wonder of memory both painful and pleasant together. To live interwoven together as part of the same great fabric this is what I will give to men. I will give them their belonging by giving them espirit espace. The mind space to conceive of and feeling other minds in real and imagined ways therefore making another real to each other. What is real and imagined is hardly distinct but imagined world of art allows us to give life and find and touch the real. If we can truly feel each other's existence then perhaps perhaps we may build ourselves a better society? or merely we may be more of ourselves and explore more of ourselves and thus live worthwhile lives.