Thursday, May 07, 2015

Threshold

Observe the processes in motion as history, tradition, and culture are discarded.


Condemn the whole of the past, assume the motivations of rats in a maze, cast down the possibility of every ideal, particularly those resting on an understanding of beauty and truth.  Render ideas of art in every form worthless, and the artist inconsequential, until the act of creation becomes impossible in the unthinking, shallow void of the moment.

Disaster follows. The sleep of reason yields monsters.