nulljoy
Fragments of function. Hints of feeling.
These are the ones who danced too close to the edge.
The jesters who joked through the apocalypse.
The broken saints, the glitching prophets, the punchlines that bled.
Fools and the Damned is a tribute to beautiful ruin — to those who wore masks too long, who mistook the warning signs for stage lights, who believed their own delusions just enough to make them real. Here, absurdity and agony share the same mirror. And neither one blinks.
These images don’t ask for understanding.
They dare you to look.
So come laugh. Come weep.
Either way, you’re already part of the show.
