We often see photos of beautiful, intricate sand mandalas created by Buddhist monks. However, what we don't often see are photos of what happens to the mandala after it is finished. Every mandala is methodically destroyed, the sand mingled with water, and dispersed.
This is the culmination of the creation of such a work. The 'grand finale' as it were. The summation. Impermanence, but more than that. Meaninglessness is hiding at the heart of every stroke of every artist's pen, and in every pen, and in every artist, beautiful and moving as they all may be.
All is chaos. Chaos is all. Listen.
