In her mind’s labyrinthine avenues, Lulu stumbled upon a familiar face. It was Arthur Schopenhauer, the philosopher, and sage of pessimism, who welcomed her with recognition. ‘Lulu, my dear,’ he said in a honeyed voice, ‘fate has brought us together again. I’ll guide you through the multiverse of the mind, the beguiling realm of the archetypes.’ With a cape flourish and a bow, Schopenhauer invited Lulu to follow him through the baroque landscapes of her subconscious. As they journeyed through the ethereal dreamscapes of Lulu’s mind, Schopenhauer regaled her with stories of the boundless potential of art and the dangers of the will to live. Lulu was spellbound, entranced by…