Inktober 2016 – 26 – BOX

Reality lies inbetween the black box and the supposedly unique shape of a snowflake. Often the only way to nudge a self-proclaimed rigid black box is to hit it with the stimulus of an accumulation of snow flakes, i. e. a snow ball.

Are we rigidly programmed to create output as a mere reflex to given input? Or something unique, beautiful and – taken as individuals – ready to melt away without consequence?


…and, what the flip is it with gel pens that seem to die the minute I take them into my hands? So glad this is not the case with carbon based life forms!