Decay: An Exploration in Words and Pictures
Decay is just another senseless borderline between the whisper of the ghosts of past days and the roar of painfully recovered memories.
It is the heavy boots of time and the luster in the countless tiny eyes of rats.
Time, rats, time, rats... so goes the unbearably slow pace of decay turning dust into ash and ash into nothing.
But Man, the son of decay (often misspelled as "clay"), has invented a wonderful set of wild lies, including culture, history and the self to rationalize the fear of decay in the vain hope of breaking its logos.
Nathan Troi Anderson & J.K. Putnam