Ah shoot. I can't drag
Ah shoot. I can't drag myself from the computer.
There's something theraputic about listening to Nine Inch Nails while viewing black and white web sites.
On the wall above my bed, just to the right of my view of the monitor, is a Ché Guevara poster.
I find that there's something sublime in the balance of two strongly opposing forces - whether it's angstful music combined with beautiful lyrics, design in opposite colors, or the synthesis of action and ideas in a Communist revolutionary.
We often see beauty in things that are graceful and delicate. From a certain perspective, that beauty is the balance of a strong tension existing between powerful forces.