Wait. It can be beneficial to do so. How would history unfold were certain decisions given space of breath? Perfection however is the long wait. And when one is waiting, the relevance of something may slip away. How much art never breaks because its never good enough? This blog has sat here for well over a year. By the time a perfect way of saying presents itself we'll all be dead and on our way into mystery. Time. That's another thing. I'm going to write, because I have the fire to, even if its wordy or trite. Maybe we should be thankful that time travel isn't readily accessible in the physical world. We'd keep going back and changing sh*t and nothing would ever just be. Already I look back and there is something I don't like. Maybe though if a warped little seed is tossed to the ground with an idea layer around it, it will grow into something cool, something useful. You know, there was a study done where people balanced on a ball with a bunch of electrodes stuck to their bodies which measured their movements. Surprise. The seemingly random movements were graphed to reveal a very common fractal pattern similar to shapes in clouds or something. The way I figure, if the quest for perfect organization is thrown out the window, it may land in some fractal pattern shape inherent in nature and be organized anyway. Jackson Pollack dripped paint onto canvas and when people stare at those paintings, similar brain responses are activated as to when people stare at clouds. Mathematically the art has similar fractal patterns to clouds. What the hell do I know? I mean that in a good way.
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