I celebrate life, it is a poetry with multiple interpretations.
No one truth, but many.
What is true today. Might not be true tomorrow.
Therefore, I give you nothing, but a space in which we can play, doubt and question to enjoy being, rather then having.
Play that brings cuts and bruises, smiles and sweat, and opportunity to become animal we always wanted to be. To discover the unseen mystery which is infinitely greater than the visible one.
And play, in addition to being the most serious business in the universe, leads us to incredible children’s cakes that no one can really eat. But that does not matter because solutions comes from terrific failures and from terrific needs.
Get out of your deadly routines, get lost, be pushed, resist the ordinary, to strive for new ideas. Learning new things and being creative is confusing, frustrating, maybe painful and messy, but comfort takes us nowhere.
And ultimately get rid of all clever explanations, because no one knows what life is and what will be. Reason does not create, but art does so how do you practice today if you do not know what tomorrow brings.