Duality is a state of mind that questions the existence of fiction and reality, which never collides but ought to intertwine.
One is not more real than the other, rather a collective hive needs to mandate a certain reflection to be truer than others, for keeping many outlets of bursting fireworks complicates the caveman’s mind, makes the world more dangerous for the timid to survive.
Having order and unity of mind makes sense for the time conscious, and reaping the benefits of discipline is much more reliable than rebelling over hardcore believes and dying penniless and homeless on the cross of free art.
We need art as much as we need accounting. Anything of use is an aesthetic we unconsciously decide: the clothes we wear, the car we drive, the house we live, the partner we choose.
It is not superficial to love art, it defines our identity in a manner of expression that cleverly masks the chaos behind the trends.
With everyone dressing as clowns, perhaps the trend of insanity could be accommodated by colours and textures, and no one will know exactly who the real Joker is.