Truth may be beautiful, beauty may be truthful but there is no necessary connection.
Craftsmanship aspires to beauty. Art aspires to truth. For myself, when Truth and Beauty collide, truth should be the last criterion standing.
Beauty is beguiling, like Money and Power. Truth couldn’t care less. I respect Beauty, Money and Power, but they need always to be measured against Truthfulness.
Art takes me to another place than where I live daily. When I go back and look at something that I have written in the past, I say, “I don’t know that person”, as if I wrote it in a different mind.
Haiku enables me, searching for the mountaintop, to stick my head up through the clouds and get a peek at the peak.
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