“There are two paths that art can adopt to embrace life. One is broad, open, safe and easy; the other is steep, scales precipices, and harbors deadly dangers. The easy path is intelligence and it is also the path of the five senses, which only apprehend the contingent aspects of life in its dreary, stupid mundanity.
The steep path the scales precipices is the path of the soul; it experiences life as a deep dream where alternative forms of connection and unfamiliar abysses inaccessible to our pathetic intelligence are hard to discern.
These two paths are different because the intelligence of our brains is the everyday intelligence of drudgery and sweat, of mathematic and logic, whereas the soul is an infrequent feast day which cannot be embraced by consciousness and logic; it is the praise and resurrection of humanity.
For intelligence, two times two equals four, but for the soul it could equal a million as it is not aware of divisions in either time or space. For the soul, only the essence of things exists, without objects and without space, outside time” – Konrad Mägi