it is by freeing the mind from external influences, whether casual or emotional, that it obtains power to see somewhat of the truth of things. as i have come to see civilisation is merely a construct that reminds us we are barbarians by nature. to consider anything other than the pursuit of art and ones connection to the universe is an exercise in futility, rolling a big rock up a steep hill, camus was getting at this, kafka to in a different way. 

what is art but mans expression of the divine. this a scared work and requires a scared attitude. 

the business of art is not art, it does nothing for art really other than make money through it, one should always be aware of this.