We are sparks that must glow as brightly as possible.
A creative train of thought is set off by: the unexpected, the unknown, the accidental, the disorderly, the absurd, the impossible.
Everything is in constant flux, from state to state, from good to bad and back again... only in transmutation, perpetual motion, lies truth.
To break and be able to grow together again in a better way: that is the difficult art.
The act of expressing oneself is a physical one. It materializes the thought.
Beautiful, ugly, impressive, disgusting, meaningless, grim, contradictory etc … It makes no difference, as long as it is life, vigorously pouring forth.