We have art in order not to die of the truth.
FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHESometimes a woodpecker is just banging its head against a tree.
Temper tantrums are heallthy outlets for minor frustrations. Pity oatmeal's voiceless spluts of indignity boiling to paste or the Mighty Oak dropping an acorn while being tattooed with Love's initials. Celebrating our perceived slights makes us human and a lot more fun to hang around with than oatmeal. Great art comes from a place of anger not drowsy contentment. The potato chip was invented during a tantrum And, I'm pretty sure the funniest thing I ever uttered was mid-fit.
Another healthy outlet disguises itself as stability. Not the aforementioned drowsy contentment, but knowing your next meal exists and your pillow knows its place. The release of worry to concern itself with little things like your )(*&!!# neighbor parking his dually over three parking spaces is the outlet. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that made no sense. Absolutely positive after reading it.
What happened to Chelsea? Where's Bernie? They're hiding behind a month-long drowsy battle with Muses seeking their own outlet.
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