The battlefield is a scene of constant chaos. The winner will be the one who controls that chaos, both his own and the enemies.
The battlefield is a scene of constant chaos. The winner will be the one who controls that chaos, both his own and the enemies.
One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.
In the middle of chaos lies opportunity.
Chaos is a friend of mine.
I accept chaos, i'm not sure whether it accepts me.