My "abstracted" mind is causing me much repugnance, and it's getting old fast. Subject change ( Read more... )

Every portion and twisted, tangled aspect of my life is obscure to the point of losing sight of life itself. With the exception of my relationship with Sam ( Read more... )

We are drained of all colors. The hell-storm of broken glass this community has created for the naive and feeble minded will leave scars far deeper than we could imagine, and the next generation will change nothing. As long as our great flag flies high above this nation, all will be protected, with the exception of the ones that were never meant ( Read more... )

Unusually, I found myself inspired by Picasso today, a sort of inspiration came from the revolutionary, out-of-the-ordinary works he created, to teach traditional painters that they can work in the unknown comfortably. He painted his life away, but then again, he painted his life. I seem to relate all too well to this recently ( Read more... )

An abstraction existing only in the mind. One filled with disappointments and any lack of motivation to be sure of ( Read more... )