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“Performance is fleeting […] But this, this place, this is for time. This is what I will leave behind.” - Marina Abramovic](http://25.media.tumblr.com/c475ec3d10eaa004f985e56d3eca2c7a/tumblr_mo8xcxMslB1r1rfmmo1_500.jpg)
“Performance is fleeting […] But this, this place, this is for time. This is what I will leave behind.” - Marina Abramovic
à la folie
"Do not look back and grieve over the past,
For it is gone;
And do not be troubled about the future,
For it has not yet come.
Live in the present,
And make it so beautiful,
that it will be worth remembering."
Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred, how did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us that we now send our children into the world like we send young men to war, hoping for their safe return, but knowing that some would be lost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows. Swallowed whole by the darkness. Does this darkness have a name? Is it your name?
