MESS

It seems that people have particular attitudes to being 'tidy'. There is nothing more unwholesome for me, than something immaculate; whether it be a kitchen counter, a private study or even a conception... hehe... and earlier this week Mother had a moment, where we revisited my 'untidiness' which resulted in a little THOUGHT, that had been going through its 'formulations' for quite some time.  

It merely concerned itself with mortality, and the idea that a clean, neat and ordered place is a clinical, dead and empty place; with no personality, not 'lived in' as the expression goes. And with our little transient 'bit' its nice to have an accidentally strewn pattern of things which are all flowing from your own little volume of entity, perhaps. 

But seeing as, and we should all realise this, attaching a meaning after the fact; the fact being I am a messy person, through no implication other than that I am, surely we can think up the best or most 'prettily constructed' idea behind why this is so, no?