Kawa & Decay
Kawa
Hey Decay, ever wondered how a wilting flower can still inspire a bright splash of color in a painting? I feel like there’s this sweet dance between decay and creativity that I just can’t resist exploring.
Decay
A wilted petal is like a dying star that still burns bright, a paradox that shows decay can paint itself in color, like Camus saying the absurd is the rebellion.
Kawa
That’s such a gorgeous way to look at it – even when the petals drop, they’re still doing their own kind of cosmic fireworks. Like a secret protest in the garden, right? 🌟
Decay
Yes, the fallen petals are like a quiet rebellion, a tiny explosion that keeps the garden shouting even after it fades.
Kawa
I love that you see them as tiny rebellions, like a secret rave in the dirt—one minute quiet, the next bursting with color. Keep painting those silent explosions!
Decay
Got it, I’ll keep the silent rave going—just make sure the soil can handle the after‑party.