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harmony, like in physics?




























well, the thing is, i was listening to some impro jazz and had this epiphany when i suddenly for the zillionth time experienced all the waves falling together in the music and the energy of the players and the cigarette smoke rising up slow but perfect just like everything else about that moment. art is harmony, and life isn't like that all the time, mostly not. there are moments when we meet perfect and it can come in all forms, smells, you go on, these moments are like the veins of a human body, like the blood and the cells, or like the dark matter and the universe is the huge body we're all part of. there's no me and you, we're both running in the same vein, we're the same and identity is an illusion. what makes us all unique is the life we live, that constructs this or that connection in our brain cells, our neurons, and these connections don't go to any sort of center - no core sitting there saying 'me!', sorry about that... only more connections and neurons. we're all machines, there are no individuals, and art is harmony, and disharmony is all!

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