Integrative Studio 2, Friday

Friday

How awfully strange that we distinguish between different elements. Similar to the white of the snow and the white of a flower, you don’t and can’t know where which one ends and where which begins. I think colours, patterns and object overflow into each other, unite with others and create a complete picture in our perception. Isn’t it interesting how we always hold onto the “Scientific” Interpretation of our existence and reality if we can’t distingish between objects and beings at other times? Doesn’t this prove that reality as such can and will never exist? Maybe that is what’s so fightening about it. It makes one wonder what constitutes a normal and sane mind and leads you to the realisation that there is no such thing as that.

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