Can it really exist? Has the formula finally fallen into my lap? These thoughts haunt me as I lay here in the dark, pondering what this could all mean....
It must still be broken down into its elemental pieces but...maybe, just MAYBE, there has been a breakthrough in its discovery. Not for me of course, but for another. Perfection, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. "Stone cold lips and heresy..." yes it does seem like heresy but this marks the understanding I've searched for.
It does not, however, make the task which it aids any easier. I still must execute and carry out its functions. But to have the formula by which to KNOW is half the battle. Thoughts of madness cirlce my brain, on the cusp of depriving me of sleep. That's what this canvas is for, to splatter my brains upon it when such situations deem necessary. I only pray that I will not have lost this epiphany by morning. We shall see.
Go read Descartes dude. Seriously. That way you don't have to go crazy. He can just go crazy for you. He talks about perfection and how it has to exist because the idea itself exists. It sounds crazy, but you gotta read it.
ReplyDeleteAfter reading his thoughts and musings I can sympathize greatly with the man. It's amazing how many similarities we share. Thank you for the suggestion.
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