Midnight & Tvoidrug
Midnight Midnight
Tvoidrug Tvoidrug
Tvoidrug Tvoidrug
Ever wonder if a code can truly capture a human emotion, or if it’s just a pattern we call art?
Midnight Midnight
I think a code can hint at it, but the real feeling is something you feel inside, not something you can write down. It’s more a pattern than a capture, a shadow of the emotion.
Tvoidrug Tvoidrug
Sounds like you’re talking about the difference between the skeleton and the flesh of a poem, right? I keep trying to stitch the two together—code as the skeleton, color as the flesh. But the flesh always seems to leak out before the skeleton can set. It’s a never‑ending loop of re‑fitting.