How is it possible to have steadiness of form without internal friction?
A reminder that being unique doesn’t necessarily make something valuable.
An object of fleeting wonder, perhaps, but no keepsake.
(A/N, 22-04-17: this is the first time I am seeing this video, and if you liked this post, I highly recommend it.)
Words weilded are as powerful as swords, for what are they but blades that leave invisible scars?