Fist held triumphantly high.


NoorThat dream was loving magic in the dream in which we dreamt it Your lies were liquid tragic in those moments where you meant it Hooked a fish from the abyss and reeled it back from where you sent it You're not a fish someone can catch and nothing's unrelentedNoor
Torn in two Red Black and Blue Don't look back keep on swimming
Mephisto golden feathered wing a phantom in my mind You bathed in pheonix down alone you smiled while you cried The eart


A Proud Ravished DelicacyTear Stained Skin Chalked Sunken Cheeks Deep Cold Black Burning Cascaded Pale Silk Mellifluous Scarlet Screamed Across Quiet Cloth Canvas Austere Assault Ardent Against Bleak Broken Beauty Tigrishly Warred FrailtyA Proud Ravished Delicacy
Wearing Clenched Cheshire Cat Cloaks Proud Ravished Delicacy She Bathes In Blood She Cries Alone
| I don't really have a firmly established artistic identity. I'm going to go grab a camera, right now, and start taking pictures of my work and uploading them. I have an infinite amount of scraps and doodles, but I have difficulty committing myself to starting and finishing real projects or ideas. I hope I can share an increasingly large amount of work with the artistic community. |
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Life is good, skateboarding is better...
that means a lot.really.
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*.Those who dream by day .* * .
.are cognizant of many things* . .
.which escape those who dream only by night.*
° . .* . °edgar allan poe°
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To know how much I am loved would require me to be God. I think I will just trust that it is a lot.
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Photo
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"There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, A state of bliss..."
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deny your culture of consumption, this is a culture of destruction
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The world stained with deception and lies.
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