For every identity which the Narcissist discards, they create a new one, which is usually the old identity starting from scratch in the hopes of getting it right this new time around. They move in a perpetual cycle of repetition.
One of the things I've always loved about collage work was the sense of 'whimsy'. A kind of silliness. A universe where no great harm can come to you. The universe of Buster Keaton and Charlie Chaplin. This is the universe of Franz Falckenhaus.