It's funny.
What is order? What is chaos? Why is it that order has such a...nicer ring to it? What else is order..besides itself? Rigidity, stability, steadfastness, predictability, stubbornness, construction, conservatism, restriction? Order...always in the light of our minds, right? Being proper and all that nonsense...being polite at the very least too, I suppose.
Chaos...we humans of the world feel squeamish at the mere mention, don't we? Pardon, the orderly peoples at any rate. Others thrive on chaos, and are consequently admonished for it. Wild, destruction, liberalism, interpretation, imagination, randomosity, distractions, freedom? Could not this all be what chaos is? Such a dark connotation...but what is darkness? Not something to be feared...or hated...right?
Of course, the real joke is that they define each other. Without one, the other isn't even itself anymore. Go ahead, dance a chaotic dance under the order of the stars...and remember nothing is futile.
3 years ago
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I really, really, like that image at the end.
I'll second that.
(in a semi-related note, were you the one who linked me to Dominic Deegan?)
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