The culture club emphasizes that we don't just create artifices, we begin a culture. Shit are things and things are art if you made them. That theory also depends on the belief that we are shit without art, not the good kind. Flip to the guy who doesn't share his shit, so is it still art if no one is in the woods to call it that? Hey, man - it doesn't matter because it pleasures the maker alone. So,

lesson 1) no one has to explain my feelings.

The shared feelings are best when at home and not having to dodge the public. That means,

lesson 2) Maintain equilibrium at home (including getting back to zero, you poor thing).

What's that? Something about being happiest when you're with people? Depends on how often that happens vs. time spent by yourself(ves). My take,

lesson 3) Gotta be happy when you're alone

999 on 45th year, something onions?