Whatever there is that’s ordinary may be twisted in my eyes

I don’t know how I feel about life. I want it my way. I just wish it could be real. Gestalt Psychology
THE WORLD IS DIFFERENT TO THE SUM OF ITS PARTS
Rampant chaos isn’t rampant. Chaos isn’t a spontaneous. Chaos is underlying complexity. The human mind. We perceive so much of the patterns to social queues but we haven’t gone to depth of why we have social instances other than regards to “success” and “progression”. What is progression? What are the whole instances that even gave us the idea of continuity. Gestalt is finding meaningful perceptions in a chaotic world. Now please Oswald! What is the shape of space! Is it like swiss cheese?