Ever sit in your room wanting to meditate or just clear your head of everything that happened during the day? It’s likely that you have. At the moment you find yourself at the precipice of emptying your head and you begin looking into a chasm of wonderful emptiness, and instead of diving in, you recede back to the everyday, and then you find solace in the chaos that you had been trying to cleanse yourself of moments before. What has happened here is something that Aristotle calls horror vacui, which is the idea that nature abhors a vacuum. Many scholars after Aristotle attribute it to ornate or gaudy pieces of art, and still later people attribute the term to art that’s created by the mentally unstable (which I find somewhat telling).
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