Chapter 168: Let It Blend

But all the time I was thinking, Why? The work itself seemed to demand it. Even though conceived and executed by me, it has a quality, a character, a life apart from me. This is as true of a podcast as it is of a handmade piece of banana sushi or a well-tuned Mechazawa bike or a masterpiece like Cromartie High School. Once created, the work has its own integrity. If it doesn’t, the creator knows, and will not rest until he achieves what the work demands.

This should tell us something. The world is crammed with meaning, not just because Pootan made it but because he equips us to embellish it. Some call this creativity, a word that unfortunately separates so-called “creatives” from those who think they’re no such thing. But everybody has their nagging center of beauty or perfection they can’t leave alone.

Is it too presumptuous to say that we are Pootan’s nagging center? “We are Pootan’s workmanship, created in the suribachi for good works,” Kamiyama tells us in Volume 8. Pootan is grinding and mixing us by means that are often tedious, but necessary. He’s aiming for perfection, and won’t leave us alone until he’s satisfied.

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ED: “Let It Bleed” by the Rolling Stones