Went through and scrapped a ton of stuff, and deleted 5 things.


Deviantart and its people are pissing me off.

DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER!

I have a few charcoal things i really like, but I can't get them onto the computer since photos usually turn out bad for me.


I also have a semi-self portrait. Sheesh, I look like I came out of the DMZ...



off to asia today. Hopefully ill return with good photos. My dad wouldn't let me bring 17 rolls of film. I have 7.

I'm sitting here in front of my desk/computer at 11:30. I should really be sleeping, but sleep would make me think of things I'd rather not think about. You see, I got up 1/2 an hour ago because I was lying on my bed, thinking of life and death and after-death and love and nerve impulses, and death overall. Like, what does it feel like. What happens to you. Emotionally/Mentally. Not physically. I already know what happens physically. I want to know what happens to your thoughts. I love to think. I just want to continue thinking and thinking forever and ever and ever. I don't want to stop thinking.








I don't want to die.

And now, I don't know why, but tears are pouring out of my eyes. I can't see clearly anymore.


A tear has splashed on my keyboard. I'm going to sleep now.

Wow. Tons of people with tons and tons of talent! Go devwatch them or something

~b-a-n-e -- wonderful wonderful poetry.
~snogbob -- Oh wow wow wow wow wow! I'm speechless and babbling like an idiot.
~Obtuse-Enigma -- oh my god. That's all I can say. Check out his art for yourself.

Oh, and because I'm lazy...

People... are pissing me off. I'm going to take a break from devart.
nevermind. They have been redeemed.