My Brain has literally exploded.

Up until now i thought that the superiority of music, film and poetry over plastic arts were that they included an unbending element of time. I just read an article on Spacetime. And I learned that time too bends. It changes and fluxes like space. Time is not this everpresent constant. Seconds are slower in relationship to the speed of light. Time is not the end of all dimensions but merely one amongst many. There is no more superior medium of art. Instead Art is truly this. It is how we give meaning to the dimensional space we live amongst. How we give meaning to the universe and all the wonders that science can observe. Art makes us a part of. By making art we declare that we participate in the universe. We participate in all its dimensions. in its flux. in its fluidity. Art is merely a means of understanding the truth of science. The truth as in the value and meaning. The weight of this understanding upon us. Philosophy is the mirky in between. A marsh that bridges understanding and the truth.