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The world is a very strange place,and the dice are always rolling
Chaos: it has no plural.
Man is a deterministic device thrown into a probabilistic universe. In this match, surprises are expected.
Lully's machine, Mill's fear and Lasswitz's chaotic library can be the subject of jokes, but they exaggerate a propensity which is common: making metaphysics and the arts into a kind of play with combinations.
Chaos is everywhere - and artists, to fashion art and live truthfully, have no choice but to invite this unwanted guest right into the studio.
Of a terrible, the incomprehensible way one's most banal, incidental, even comical choices archive the most disproportionate result.
Now there has been a rearrangement of the kaleidoscope.
The purest surrealist act is walking into a crowd with a loaded gun and firing into it randomly
No man can know his deliverer, nor yet the thief of his soul. Their faces are covered; they swirl in the mob at the masquerade ball. Wine flows, and dance follows dance, and we are never certain of their names until that Midnight when all masks are removed
[Incomplete people] are complicated and sensitive and messy in their reactions
this book puts the FUN in Disfunctional
The Oblivion Seekers, a collection one critic has described as "one of the strangest human documents that a woman has given to the world.
the Incident That Must Not Be Named
Buggeration and Fuckery
Two weird people sitting weirdly explaining weird bits of deduction was, Misora worried, a scene of overwhelming weirdosity.
(pg. 87, DEATHNOTE: Another Note, The Los Angeles BB Murder Cases)
The circus collects the outsiders like a flame tempts moths.
anonymous mystery
commotion and flurry.
Sometimes six and six make a dozen, and sometimes they make a mess
[C]ouches and chairs covered in scratches aim away from one another, making it possible for a dozen people to sit in this room at once and not have to talk to one other person, which is a miracle in furniture arrangement.
mystify, mislead, and surprise the enemy
Art is rearranging and grouping mistakes.
Nothing is more pleasant than to baffle people. The
someone has mixed and shuffled the words of the Book more than was right.
When you make weirdness into a puzzle to be solved, you make LOST
Our Exhibitions [The Royal Academy] have ... a mischievous tendency, by seducing the Painter to an ambition of pleasing indiscriminately the mixed multitude of people who resort to them.
The question of the stranger in a society which estranges everybody from it
while forcing everybody to assimilate their own alienation
takes cover under dubious and sinister masks.
Yet again, isn't there something terrible in randomness - the idea that at the very bottom of its calculations, real depravity has no master plan of any kind, it's just a dreamy whim that slides out of people when they are trapped or bored or too lazy to analyze their own mania.
You cannot believe the mayhem!
This is the age of oddities let loose.
The guesses which serve to give mental unity and wholeness to a chaos of scattered particulars, are accidents which rarely occur to any minds but those abounding in knowledge and disciplined in intellectual combinations.
Only the luckless, the petty or the deranged [end] up in court.
Chance is the nature of our universe. [ ... ] madness represents a chaotic reservoir of surprises. Some surprises can be valuable.
One client's wife managed to steam the labels off all of the several hundred bottles in her husband's prestigious wine collection, so the collection was worthless. The husband hosted 'What's that wine?' dinner parties.
An authentic and ingenious account of the ingeniously counterfeit in art and in life.
Dissimulation, even the most innocent in its nature, is ever productive of embarrassment; whether the design is evil or not artifice is always dangerous and almost inevitably disgraceful.
Intriguing people have to invent a noxious, dangerous party ...
Strange things conspire when one tries to cheat fate
A misadventure is an act that has a safer, less self-detrimental, less interesting alternative. But you choose that act because you want to do something memorable and worthy of discussion.
Agatha Christie n. A silent, putrid fart committed by someone in this very room, and only one person knows whodunnit.
Thoughts of mischief frolicked through nineteen of the twenty girls minds.
The most mentally deranged people are certainly those who see in others indications of insanity they do not notice in themselves.
Sometimes there are accidents in our lives the skillful extrication from which demands a little folly.
In the vast game of Darwinian musical chairs, whenever the music stopped there were large numbers of people without a seat - and some smartass had sold them guns.
It is the dance between chaos and order that is truly creative.
Suspense, murder, revenge, scandal; a delicious cocktail party.
Reveal art; conceal the artist.
The curious crime, the fine Felicity and flower of wickedness.
Even in chaos, there is order, purpose, and strange meaning that invites - but often thwarts - our investigation and our understanding.
Oh words, what crimes are committed in your name?
~Jack or The Submission
Two people make a crime, three make a conspiracy.
It's important to remember that Bush Derangement Syndrome on the left - comparing him to Hitler, calling him a terrorist and a tyrant - preceded Obama Derangement Syndrome on the right.
Strangeness is the indispensable condiment of all beauty.
Word For The Day KERFUFFLE (kuhr FUF uhl) n. Disorder; uproar; confusion
--Writing Mystery and Macabre--
The feeble-minded, the neurotic, the criminal, perhaps, also, the artist, have unpredictability and perverted innocence in common.
Quite quickly I grew less deranged. I had begun the process of calming down, assimilating and compromising, which is necessary to live comfortably in the world as it is, and probably is why its imbalance never changes. But underneath, my idea of life was completely altered.
Union of the Hideously and Improbably Deformed,
Life is a series of surprises.
To save the audience we must fill the stage with murderers, adulterers and madmen; in short, we must fire a salvo of monsters at them. They are our monster which we will temporarily free ourselves from only to face another day.
A scheme of which every part promises delight, can never be successful; and general disappointment is only warded off by the defence of some little peculiar vexation.
You reach a moment in life when, among the people you have known, the dead outnumber the living. And the mind refuses to accept more faces, more expressions: on every new face you encounter, it prints the old forms, for each one it finds the most suitable mask.
purposefully in twos and threes into the streets:
An agreement of rash men (a conspiracy).
I am a collection of oddities, a circus of neurons and electrons: my heart is the ringmaster, my soul is the trapeze artist, and the world is my audience. It sounds strange because it is, and it is, because I am strange.
And as I was sort of doodling, I was thinking, surprise and fear - probably fairly similar so let's just lose surprise. And that left us with five.
I counted them all out and I counted them all back.
I am a spectacle, an anomaly even among the anomalies.
One word, two lips, three four five fingers form a fist.
One corner, two parents, three four five reasons to hide.
One child, two eyes, three four seventeen years of fear.
A broken broomstick, a pair of wile faces, angry whispers, locks on my door.
How many events added up to a coincidence?
How many coincidences added up to a conspiracy?
The madness of mobs or the insolence of soldiers, or both, when too near to each other, occasion some mischief.
Strange are the ways of the mind, and stranger is the fuel of emotion.
It was like bouncing tennis balls off a mystery piece of furniture and deducing, from the direction in which the balls ricocheted, whether it was a chair or a table or a Welsh dresser.
A disaster wrapped in a catastrophe sitting on a pile of misfortune.
Something that just came out of me. It was a bit of mischief.
Loop me in, odd one.
I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
a criminal misuse of the gift of fire.'
Defenestration" is
A boy and a girl, a man and a woman, a pervert and a slut ...
These rooms are decorated in two days. It's all kept secret. The neighbors spend the night in each other's home. They don't see their finished room until the end of the second day. They have no say what happens in their own home.
If a four-letter man marries a five-letter woman, he was thinking, what number of letters would their children be?
a Quarter Quell. They occur every twenty-five years, marking the anniversary of the districts' defeat with over-the-top celebrations and, for extra fun, some miserable twist for the tributes. I've
You live in a deranged age - more deranged than usual, because despite great scientific and technological advances, man has not the faintest idea of who he is or what he is doing.
Nothing is more incendiary to an ill-advised, unanticipated tryst than to be enclosed in a darkened, plush-upholstered, moving chamber. Privacy, Intimacy, Darkness, Transience: the Four Whorsemen of the Apocalypse.
It's the strange world.'
'The strangest.
There are seventy-five perfumes, which it is very necessary that a criminal expert should be able to distinguish from each other, and cases have more than once within my own experience depended upon their prompt recognition.
Anything played wrong twice in a row is the beginning of an arrangement.
Art is order, made out of the chaos of life.
MISFORTUNE, n. The kind of fortune that never misses.
It is an endless procession of surprises. The expected rarely occurs and never in the expected manner.
Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.
The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.
An aesthetic movement with a revolutionary dynamism and no popular appeal should proceed quite otherwise than by public scandal, publicity stunt, noisy expulsion and excommunication.
Avant-garde art jousts with propriety, but takes care never to unseat it.
I'm a beautiful mess of contradiction,
A chaotic display of imperfection.
We each are artists of the self, creating a collage -- a new and original work of art -- out of scraps and fragments of identifications. The people with whom we identify are, positively or negatively, always important to us. Our feelings toward them are, in some way, always intense.
caughtoutedness.
My works were designed to amuse, annoy, bewilder, mystify and inspire reflection.
It is a human demolition derby!