There are rare times when I find myself aware of what I am doing or making as though I am watching myself and all else momentarily recedes. It is in this state that I am most attuned to the graceful and Steady Hand of Chaos.
Comments are closed.
Ethos of Making
There are rare times when I find myself aware of what I am doing or making as though I am watching myself and all else momentarily recedes. It is in this state that I am most attuned to the graceful and Steady Hand of Chaos.
Comments are closed.
two strings walk into a bar, and the bartender says, “get the hell out we don’t serve strings.” The one string won’t be turned away. We walks out of the bar messes up his hair and walks right back in and sits at the bar demanding service. “hey,” the bartender gruffs, “aren’t you that string.” The string replies, “frayed knot.”