This is a carnival of words, with a mixed style of critical and creative writing, hypocritically talking about pseudo-knowledge with the so-call knowledge. The main argument of my thesis goes: in this era overrun with pseudo-knowledge, literary writers tend to indulge in the impression that either themselves or the characters in their works are becoming abject species who always yearn for an elsewhere. The three highlighted words brings out discussions in my three chapters, taking Chang Da-Chun’s Ben-Shi (本事), Cherng Ying-Shu’s The Princess Didn’t Sleep All Night Long (公主徹夜未眠), Zhu Tian-Wen’s Notes of a Desolate Man (荒人手記) to exemplify my remarks on the Taiwanese fin-de-si
