Regularity is a pattern. It is path well walked. It is easy to follow it. This is logical world. How many of us are victims of logic. I guess most of us are. We are too hesitant to embrace new varieties, especially, illogic. Illogical world is far bigger and colorful. It is the superset. Illogical contains everything, including Logic. Logic is a very small part of it.
Illogic is everywhere. The sun is illogical and so is the nature. What is the need of Roseflowers? Do you need really fragrances and Springs to survive. Chickens and Potatoes will do, If it is all about filling stomachs.. It does not come under the basic needs. Nature is overflowing. The world is full of Illogic. Love is illogical, so is music. All the names who got registered in the books of history have contributed to illogic in some or the other way. Artists, painters, poets, musicians are just few to mention. God is illogical. His creation is illogical. There is no logic in loving somebody. Love is the very essence. Everything is created for love, revolves around love and dies in the arms of love.
Human beings are full of logic. Only humans, I mean. Rest is un ordained. We are calculative even when it comes to love, music or God for that matter. We save money, we count love and we store Gods in our storehouses. We live in the future and perceive past as experience. Futile experiences and imaginary futures, that is our world. Rather, the world as we perceive it. The world that which is, we do not know yet. It is a different realm. It is a mysteryhouse. A personified God. A dance in the monsoon, a wave of the ocean or a ray of sunshine. There are no rules and regulations here. God is not an accountant. He does not maintain Ledgers and balance sheets. He does not have books. He believes in living. He is a musician perhaps. The magical notes of a Dynamic Symphony. A symphony where Beethovan and Mozart merge together. Where ecstasy and loathe unite.