Flow

All matter in the universe fulfills either art or function, beauty or purpose. With that premise, it’s easy to divide the world into a philosophical dichotomy. Do you offer me aesthetic pleasure? Or do you offer me utility? But it's an illusion to take on this linear way of thinking. What’s delightful for me is how beauty can be functional, or function can be beautiful. An artist might appreciate how beautiful street lights are, how they can be tuned and timed to direct traffic perfectly. While an engineer can pause by a painting and appreciate its function as a catalyst for creativity. Instead of thinking of sleeping as turning my body off, I try not to neglect the night shift of my mind, who wakes up while I snore, eager to process my day's experiences into long and short term memories. The world is brimming with movement — we are not rigid nor static. We flow from one state to its opposite, or even fulfill both at the same time. The universe lives in cycles where ends and beginnings are next to each other, not lightyears apart. Discarding lines in favor of loops encourages me to be more spiritual, validating the seeming paradoxes in me as expressions of rich variety.