there are as many kinds of arts as there are human beings, good art and bad. and there are as many species as there are beings in the universe (Nietzsche), as every deformation, mutation, or enhancement, is a violent transgression of the group. the group, as a concept, doesnt even exist, at best its allegorical, beyond thought, but it can be related to, as a function of will. every definition of art, therefore, such as the definition of self, or love, or culture, is ultimately a self-confession, what risks ones capable of. if you are pessimistic, then that too is a confession. everything is a matter of will, pride, and self-affirmation, understanding that the self is a network of energies connected with everything. to be truly proud nowadays is to be the loneliest person in the universe (not to be confused with arrogant, which is always the task of the defeated), rejuvenated in solitude and reconnected in true friendship. freedom by definition is a solitary event in relation to a group, one that has ceased to signify anything, revealing its empty nature. understanding this simultaneous necessity and disconnection is the meaning of the paradox (para-doxa) that is freedom itself. https://youtube/watch?v=c5ZJ-N750Bk
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 20:00:46 +0000
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