The universe is made of art, not matter. Atoms are merely the brushstrokes, the means of expressing the idea. It was the idea that burst from nothing. It exploded and formed atoms—particles of matter that swirled and tumbled and filled the idea with art. Glorious art. Never static. Never still. It is the connection with the supernatural.
Spirits of the New Year...
Spirits of the New Year...
Spirits of the New Year...
The universe is made of art, not matter. Atoms are merely the brushstrokes, the means of expressing the idea. It was the idea that burst from nothing. It exploded and formed atoms—particles of matter that swirled and tumbled and filled the idea with art. Glorious art. Never static. Never still. It is the connection with the supernatural.