'mysterious' murk

'A man who is moved by the fog of his feelings spends most of his time out of focus and will create and respond to a style of blurred, 'mysterious' murk, where outlines dissolve and entities flow into one another, where words connote anything and denote nothing, where colors float without objects, and objects float without weight'a level of awareness appropriate to a universe where A can be any non-A one chooses, where nothing can be known with certainty and nothing much is demanded of one's consciousness.'

'Ayn Rand, the essay Art and Sense of Life, 1966. From The Romantic Manifesto: A Philosophy of Literature.