The Paradox of Art

But it doesn’t make sense!

is what most of the people say after witnessing a piece of art.

That is the truth; art is never supposed to make sense because it is never based on sense.

It always glorifies itself on the grounds of piffle imagination. Art is meant to be senseless and question the logical laws of this illogical world.

Bukowski says you never choose writing; writing chooses you.

When it decides on you, it comes with its lethal flaws. It comes with a colorful gift of all the hues ...all the hues of black and grey. And when these mesmerizing shades of black and grey entice your emotions, then you cannot open up to anyone but the pen and paper. You cannot go anywhere because the dark abyss pulls you with more potency and snatches you from all your loved ones, from your favorite things, and also from yourself. Yeah, it gracefully snatches you from yourself. And when you become forsaken, when you become an orphan, writing offers you a lavish castle. It gives you all the comfort just to establish its right.

Writing claims the right to your every cell, to every nerve, and to every ounce of blood flowing through it.

And once it gets that right, then you die ...the personhood in you dies. The human laws residing inside of you lose their breath. The human in you disappears, and the only thing left inside of you ensuring your liveliness is that little monster admired as art.

Imagine going to a shop to buy something when you have nothing to offer. Would you end up getting what you wanted or just leave empty-handed? Art will only give you something if you have something to offer in the first place. Tragedies are the birthplace of artists, and that's why every interpretation of art differs depending on nature. A rustling leaf, a tree, a painting, a bench, a flower, the setting sun, memories, the stain on the moon, or anything that just exists in this universe might be just an ordinary existence to others but a perfect muse for a writer. The only thing left below the artist's skinny shell is that art.

no matter how hard you try to escape, you cannot go anywhere because you got trapped inside the bubble world.