july

Making anything is frankly an act of madness - it's like taking entropy by the throat and repeatedly shaking it to see who's gonna give up first

At least if you really do it the way you think you want to do it

creating and destroying; flying cars, roc.camera, july.rocks

Tell me it's not - please because a part of me is tired (but also don't because I'm already in too deep)

It’s not, it’s the only sane thing in the world!

Why else would the singleton consciousness fragment itself, if not to see the extent of its own “madness” and rejoice in the beauty?

Anything else is a waste of this precious gift — including thinking it’s too precious / painful to not do the things you really want to do