Structures often fail what they ought to support, alas. But they are mutable, and replaceable. I believe in the random chaos of the universe but I'm also a superstitious fellow; I think that regalia has a target in mind and will be satisfied by nothing--or no one--less.
My senior thesis hinged around a video game I made with my brother called Beloved about two space monsters, Beloved and Leviathan, at the beginning of the universe who end the game with the whole map between them. After the school show, a friend made off with the big Beloved portrait, and I have the massive print of Leviathan sitting in a closet all these years later. Maybe, like in its story, it will roil in darkness long after its creator has passed. (But it would be nice to see some money for it. It was expensive to print and frame.)
Structures often fail what they ought to support, alas. But they are mutable, and replaceable. I believe in the random chaos of the universe but I'm also a superstitious fellow; I think that regalia has a target in mind and will be satisfied by nothing--or no one--less.
My senior thesis hinged around a video game I made with my brother called Beloved about two space monsters, Beloved and Leviathan, at the beginning of the universe who end the game with the whole map between them. After the school show, a friend made off with the big Beloved portrait, and I have the massive print of Leviathan sitting in a closet all these years later. Maybe, like in its story, it will roil in darkness long after its creator has passed. (But it would be nice to see some money for it. It was expensive to print and frame.)