The Algorithm - Iteration 8. Destruction, Maintenance, Creation. Letting go of a state that was a high point and dear to my heart. Shifting lower in energies, greys and blues and browns. That little fire of trying and surviving and getting to a next step is very weak compared to that. Creation is weak and pointless. This is a portal into my own consciousness with places and stops that are unique realities on their own. The creation is an illusion, the destruction is an illusion, the maintenance is an illusion too although with grave consequences. While creation and destruction play their games together and fight and love and play in the reflector light, maintenance takes all the consequences and keeps all the memories and the remnants of the interaction of the other two. The maintenance takes on itself the layers upon layers, the used paints and ideas and heartbreaking destructions. It’s not about creativity and fire and momentum, it is about bookkeeping. Tangible and practical. Boring and low level. But this is the illusion of maintenance. Maintenance is the real world. Embrace it. Love it.