‘… not developed enough to remember the first time through as the odd cycle circles around back again… more or less to attempt testing the mettle of the participating energies as individuated substances which have the potential to at times transmogrify one into the many creatures that crawl the face of this heathen incubation, where the social distortion takes shape…’
out of Context;
‘all stirs within us just under the surface, feeling the real and reeling from the feel of it… It is while in this state of decay, that I find an effervescence in a morbid fascination to stare down at that reflection that lies just on the other side, but that lives to reflect at us from the people that we know and love…’
“Art is a revolt against fate”
~ Andre Malraux; french essayist, novelist and art critic.