Happy birthday, violence.
When there is nothing left to hope for: Silence. Then, thinking becomes possible. The void invites horror, panic, and yet, it is within this friction that a revealing thought may lead to action. And such considered actions all have beauty, even ones that seem useless.
When there is nothing left to hope for: Silence. Then, thinking becomes possible. The void invites horror, panic, and yet, it is within this friction that a revealing thought may lead to action. And such considered actions all have beauty, even ones that seem useless.
