Mar 19, 2012


There's something elegant about destruction. Knowing destruction, either out-sourced or self-inflicted. An understanding of the consequences and the acceptance that it will happen. It comes slowly, unravelling, mixing business with pleasure. It drains and clarifies. There is both a sense of control and a loss of it all at once. The quiet before the storm. Energy gathers and the air thickens- momentum amasses. Let pre-conceived ideas go. This is a new elegance.

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