I've got a foundation in the works for something very cool in the near future. With the people in my life that have helped provide me with the great enhancement toward my art...they will see the great white light of my creativity.

I speak of nothing. I haven't that much artwork to post lately, mainly because I haven't been all that active in my craft...my craft of wasting time. Saw a few hours pass by and I wondered where all my time went. Oh well, I guess that's what I get.

I think the rust is dropping from my brain....more creativeness is coming. The straight up other side of rational perception.

That's what my brain is filled with, crickets and rust. Its the hands that do the work, so blame that for whatever you see. Far from idle are my hands. I'm in the progress of painting a second skateboard deck, this time I'm going off and doing some stuff that I have yet to venture into. See, I share a common liking for Mr. Salvador Dali with a friend of mine and he also has an interest in artist's depictions of hands. So, I put that together with some other imagery that I think would fit in with it. So what it boils down to is me making a mockery of religious type imagery, like the hand of "god" protruding from the sky with clouds around it. And I would also like to point out that my other half pointed out that in the center of a blazing sun I was going to place an eye in the center - she happened to asked if it were a vagina. Seriously, if anyone is interested in my artwork out there take a peek through some of my artwork thats not intentionally supposed to be a vagina (such as the piece I did in dedication to the fabled tales of "vagina dentata" in a my special way) and see if there's anything you notice. I don't intentionally put anything in my artwork, so if you ever see multiple things that catch your eye in some of my artwork, I can tell you that some of it is obviously put there and some it is just an occurrence of my subconscious mind letting you people know something about me that I don't really acknowledge. In my world, the further down you go, the further away from truth you get. I operation on a reverse cycle of how things should occur in our natural state of being. People must go deeper down the rabbit hole...me I must try to escape the rabbit hole .

I'm starting to think all my heroes are dead...often do we repeat our mistakes over throughout time. It all just seems to be crumbling. Babylon is falling and its hitting the lower tiers before finally ensuring the demise of a once great power. Its all just an illusion and time is a concept that truly doesn't exist, we're just living in a single seamless moment. People can think whatever they want about life, I've got my own definition that I'm not too sure I'll stick by. Like life, my perception is constantly evolving with the world around me. Some people find comfort in knowing they don't have to make a decision, they just conform and follow. I, for some reason, cannot sit around without thinking about all the things in this world that just don't seem right. The further down the rabbit hole you go, the further from reality you seem to be. But is that the truth? Is it further from reality? I think the more people try to rationalize every little thing, we lose touch with how things actually are. I think right now we're living in a society that is forcing us to be in constant conflict. Everywhere you look, there is always something trying to be censored or changed, no matter how peaceful or meaningful the cause. There is something always wrong with whatever spectrum anyone ever tries to follow. I for one feel like I'm being set up to fucking fail. But, I believe there is some sort of guidance that helps us along in life. Some people like to believe that its "god" or "angels", some sort of being of higher intelligence or so we think. Whatever happens to be tuning in with my mental frequency, it is definitely telling me some things that put the pieces together.

(As a side note of my crazy rambling, as I was typing that last little bit of whatever...I just happened to hear a strange noise to the right of me, which had to have been pretty loud to be audible over the music I have playing. It kind of creeped me out a little to be perfectly honest, I had to pause the music and listen to see if I could hear anything. But there's nothing but silence at the moment, very weird indeed. It almost sounded like something fell or moved, I'm not really sure exactly what it was but it definitely got my attention.)

Well, I think I'm done typing for a while...the above note seems to be an indication for me to investigate a little. I am somewhat a believer of paranormal type activity or beings of some sort. Manifestations or whatever. Since I was a kid, I thought my imagination led me to see the movement of shadow-like figures and sometimes in the dark I could see movement of human-like shapes on top of darkness. That is until there were other people in my life that have also seen similar things. But right now I have a feeling of being watched, not in a malicious way. In the past I've felt very unpleasant feelings in places Ive been and in some of those places I may have mocked whatever lurked in that particular area by participating with a Ouija board and not really thinking too much of the spiritual "rules". At the time, I read online about all of the things to consider when doing it. Well, I didn't think anything was going to happen, until I noticed things happening in that house. I moved in there a couple years later and encountered things there that just made me feel uneasy to be alone there. The girl I lived with then, she lived there almost her whole life in that house. She said that a little girl used to show herself in mirrors once and a while and would play with the cats. She claims her sister saw the ghost too. Well, their mom died and not long after the little girl disappeared so they think that the little girl might have went to the otherside with their mother in passing. Well, the things I encountered there weren't as pleasant as a little girl's ghost chasing their cats down the hallway in the middle of the night and allowing people to hear her ghostly giggle. I felt extreme temperature changes in that house accompanied by strange dreams as if I were looking through someone's eyes and being woken by cold touches on my shoulder. I once had an out of body "dream" one time in that place. My ex-girlfriend had to work extremely early in the morning, so while she got in the shower I would always wake up with her and put the coffee on for her then go back to bed. Well, I went back to bed and I closed my eyes and I could hear the shower running. I had this out of body dream that started from the lightbulb in the middle of the kitchen and went down the hallway in reverse to the room I was in and I felt a cold touch on my shoulder and it jolted me. I jumped right up and the blanket was wrapped tightly around me and it felt like someone touched me with ice. But I felt like it was a hand, but it was ice cold.

Now, I'm done sharing my stories for now...nobody reads this shit anyway. And I'm insane. But that stuff I wrote of, I believe to be truth.