Chaos is beauty, and music is chaos. Math is the most vulgar way to describe the universe. Kierkegaard’s last words were, “sweep me up”. Dreams are life. Music is life. Art is life. Live to create. Confront the familiar. Society is a fraud, so complete and banal that it demands to be destroyed beyond the power of memory to recall its existence. If the world that we are forced to accept is false and nothing is true, then everything is possible. Did I mention I am an idiot?
"Waking Life", Richard Linklater.
two better phrases frome Les Miserablés (2012), the musical:
"But there are dreams that cannot be…"
”There are words that are better unheard, better unsaid.”