Zentangle: There is no Order or Disorder Not even a Spoon (Matrix)

The art of using patterns to encourage mediation and right brain activity."You have to come," said Good Friend. "I sent you the real cool invite.""Er…on a Saturday? Close work early? Hell yes," said the right side of my brain."Idiot, she'll expect you to follow directions, pay attention and frickin' draw," said the little used left side of my brain."Go back to sleep," said right side to left. "I dominate, I control flights of fantasy and zentangle encourages that, meaning you, dear logical and precise mathematical left side are screwed. Once I rule the entire brain, chaos will reign. We'll have ice cream for dinner, as well as breakfast. We'll make word patterns out of back-white dullness, float like a leaf in the wind to better worlds whenever blah blah yaks at us, pretend to care and…lose what little train of thought we ever held to. ""Crap," said I. "All that from just making some doodles over and over and over?" The setting was delightful, thanks to attention to the most intricate details.
  My masterpiece.
Hm, head isn't humming. Does that mean right and left hemispheres have put down the swords? If so, the theroy behind zentangle pumping up right brain function is off, as far as this brain is concerned. There is a certain stillness, calmness in knowing patterns exist without confinement, and from a basic grid, curve, open or closed circle, hell I bet I could sneak in squares, comes whatever choas the pencil stroke wants, and at whatever speed. Fast and thin worked for me. Others had alot of white space and damn, their patterns didnt look like they'd each had a shot of vodka, but hey whatever it takes for me. Brain waves cooperating predicts the electric bursts, repetition of the stress of the day can be confined to a little square tile.
Which, by the way, comes in black as well.