A while ago I realized that nothing ever came as close to the way my mind+communication skills work as one of my favorite artist's work. Words are definitely more powerful in their absence, therefore the more you say, the less value it seems to have, but the less you say and the more you keep the less I will know and understand.
Magic don't come cheap. We're either drenched with knowledge or lost in its absence.
"In Basquiat's paintings, boys never become men, they become skeletons and skulls. Presence is expressed as absence..."
Whatever these were, whatever they meant, they only exist now as support for what has been built above them, but their power is still there although they are no more.
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