There is order looking right at you

I was just settling in to watch a good movie, it seemed better than expected.
And it did not seem to be all that related to the movie, I’m actually not sure, but I just suddenly felt relaxed and had the feeling that:

“It’s all right.”

It felt profound.

To dot the i, I watched five more seconds, and the main character comes on, and the first line out of his mouth is: “You know, just when you think there is no order anywhere,  there is order looking right at you.”

One of my old theories about art/aesthetics, is that art is a higher, um, order of order. Things organized in harmony, which shows we can think in oneness.