Peace

It's odd because for all the chaos that's in this picture, I feel oddly calmed by this picture. I think it has something to do with the harmony of the colors and the juxtaposition with the chaos and the blank nothingness below. And probably with the cute little animal's facial expression.

I mean if I really wanted to psychoanalyze myself or give it some kind of connection, it probably has to do with all the stuff that's going on in my life. Yet like the animal, even with all that, the animal still looks content. Also, the animal isn't surrounded by chaos but is creating it - I suppose kind of like having a lot of creative energy? I've been feeling that way lately (been wanting to create art, regardless of how bad it is... ^^;;) so I suppose in that way I also can relate. I mean chaos is not necessarily and bad thing and just like how there is a certain artistic balance in the chaotic dream (creative?) bubble, so is there a balance in the chaos called my life.

But in the end, it's just me spouting nonsense.

I just like this picture. It brings me peace. :)