You'll Do Both, Right?

The identity blurs together, the art all blurs together. But also the art is blurring together. It's like because of this, he says the rude poem of Elsid is the counterweight demanded by a single epithet of the echologues or a maxim from Heraclitus. So even the art itself is all part of some larger mass,. kind of undefinable mass of art, just like that happens with people too.