A tangle of words, of thoughts, of circumstances. The "busy-ness" of too much, then not enough. If you find an end, grab it, follow it through. Is this what Jackson Pollock knew as he interlaced webs and lines and loops curling deeper into that space between paint and canvas?
A tangle of hair, of brambles, of dendrites while dealing with a vexing problem. Is the answer in mapping a way out of the maze, or seeking the sparks that ignite within?
What music goes with this?
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The first key to wisdom is assiduous and frequent questioning.
– Peter Abelard
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