Daily Random Artwork
Small impulses, tame you must to find the Great Balance, young one.
Go back to your diet tomorrow.
The hand of a Guardian, accept you must to return, young one.
Tighten your belt before your pants fall.
The eclipse of fear reveals your leverage, my friend. Step through the loophole they left completely unguarded.
Share your wealth but keep the eggrolls.
The storm has cleared, my friend. Claim the quiet harvest while the dogmatic still debate the weather.