DO YOU LIKE YOURSELF?
I could answer this question for a long time. I like talking about myself. It is undoubtedly to my credit that I was cut from a newspaper by someone with a certain sense of aesthetics. I love to think that I was influenced by this, even though it may seem just silly to outsiders. I, however, believe that my soul is immortal and was simply waiting for a form… The form appeared… Well, in the form of a piece of newspaper? At the same time, I want to point out that it could have been worse: I could have arisen from the colour press. This would have made it difficult for me to use all the faculties of my mind, which, I dare say, is quite remarkable….
YOU ARE GERMAN…
I was born in Germany, it’s true. Some people may only see in me a German paper, on which you can even find the word ‘Deutschland’. Well, that’s their problem. Germans are not a nation that sings in the shower, but you can’t say that they are devoid of imagination. My opinion is just the opposite. However, this is a topic for a separate discussion. Let me remind you that we have met to talk about me, and the form is only 1% of me. Well, 2% at the most. It is the inside that counts. Isn’t it said that man is a reed? Of course, some people address themselves as “monkey” or “pig”. With my own ears I have heard! That’s when I got rid of any paper complexes that may have previously oppressed my soul….
BUT DO YOU NOT FIND THE FACT THAT YOU ARE ONLY A PAPER HUMILIATING?
I am bored by these questions. That is what I just said. Let me put it bluntly again: “it is better to be a paper than a pig”. That is all I have to say on the matter. Besides, please note that – as you expressed it – ‘just a paper’ can have many meanings. Of course, it is a diminutive of paper, but it is paper that candy is wrapped in. I consider my soul to be just such a candy, with a remarkable taste, one that one wants to savour over and over again… But what was I talking about….
ABOUT PAPERS….
(with a grimace on her face) Haven’t you at least heard of the show at the Music Box Theatre “The story of the lost paper”? After all, this is proof that paper can be priceless! They can change the world! Recently, I even found out that a certain village in Poland, in the Lodz Voivodship, Pajęczański District, Siemkowice Commune, is called – you’re smiling – Papierek! Why do you think that is? Because it is beautiful there!
WHAT IS YOUR ATTITUDE TO THE WORLD?
(excited) I love life! I am a hedonist. You see, I seek pleasure. Susan Sonntag wrote in her diaries “the only criterion for judging our actions is whether we become happier or unhappier as a result of them.” It was probably under her influence that I signed up for a tap dancing course. Of course, moments of heartbreak and sadness are not alien to me. Many times I wondered why I was doing something, why I was doing it, whether it made sense. I wasn’t sure what I wanted, what I wanted to do, etc. Enough with that. By the way, I would like to make an appeal from here to all people, papers and other unexceptional characters: let’s indulge ourselves! I am convinced that this will make the world a better place.
DID YOU KNOW? DIFFERENT PEOPLE ENJOY DIFFERENT THINGS. SOMETIMES CRUEL ONES.
I didn’t mean any perversions, deviations from the norm. Murderers who murder for pleasure? You must be joking. These are deeply unhappy people…
DO YOU SOMETIMES TALK TO PEOPLE ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS?
Yes, but I get bored with these conversations. Nobody has any answers to the questions that torment me anyway. For example, what is all this for? Why is it the way it is? What drives me? Why do I make the decisions I do? Why do I suffer? So I made the decision not to talk.
BUT YOU ARE TALKING TO ME!
So be happy. I’m going for ice cream in a minute. No more saddness!