Everything is art, some is invisible some is visible, even tho there are answers we can’t answer, I can say, I am art, I am art within art, I am composing art within a composition of art, that is composing me, that I am composed of. I can leave my mark and compose it, and i will never not compose it, but as long as I exist I am composed of it. We are all works of art, within a multiverse ever present happening of art, sounds corny, everyone’s a work of art, but studying it for so long I can’t see the multiverse, existence, experience as anything other then art. That to me maikes everything just so much more beautiful