Wise words from a trash novel from 1955: “…I am confused but not about that. Anyone who sees clearly sees chaos everywhere. Art is a way of temporarily setting order to confusion. Temporary and incomplete; that’s why we never run out of new art. Anyone who comes to the tools of art without that sense of confusion is an invader…” (Joe Haldeman (1955): Worlds, p107.)
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