Daily Random Artwork
True fellowship, my friend, is merely a temporary alignment of self-interests. Use their collective momentum to shield your advance.
Step outside Baker Street, Watson. True collaboration begins by meeting your contacts in the open light.
Exclusivity breeds weakness, my friend. Do not limit your leverage to a rigid, sentimental inner circle.
Conceal your ambition in the shadows, my friend. Let the rigid exhaust themselves before you strike.
Password protect your leftover lo mein.
After great struggles, the sweet harmony of the Flow you will find, young one.
In the quiet outskirts, peaceful connection with the Flow you will feel, young one.