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And Another
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Life just seems to get busier as you get older. Thats not cool in my books.
Well, ive finally got an SLR of my own, so whenever i have the free time im out and about doing what i love. Watching anime.
.. and taking photos of course.
In an attempt to prove that im not neglecting my account too much.. ive got a few more submissions for you this week. And an updated journal! Howzat!?
Thanks and apologies to those watching me, i promise ill be a good boy and feed you more images soon... maybe.
Well, ive finally got an SLR of my own, so whenever i have the free time im out and about doing what i love. Watching anime.
.. and taking photos of course.
In an attempt to prove that im not neglecting my account too much.. ive got a few more submissions for you this week. And an updated journal! Howzat!?
Thanks and apologies to those watching me, i promise ill be a good boy and feed you more images soon... maybe.
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Another year gone
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Another year gone already!
Uni life is almost over, then i get lobbed by the education system into the real world like a handgrenade (and they hope you blow away a couple of those bastards on the other side cause 'its them that started it!').
... anyway
Here's some new stuff for devart as proof that i havent been doing nothing all year. There's even a couple wallpapers for all the other young alchoholics out there who appreciate art. Cheers
Not bad for my first time using studio equipment eh?
Uni life is almost over, then i get lobbed by the education system into the real world like a handgrenade (and they hope you blow away a couple of those bastards on the other side cause 'its them that started it!').
... anyway
Here's some new stuff for devart as proof that i havent been doing nothing all year. There's even a couple wallpapers for all the other young alchoholics out there who appreciate art. Cheers
Not bad for my first time using studio equipment eh?
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NEOgen
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Feel the aura, the minds flowing around you,
inspiration is our muse, the inspiration of others,
decadent with the whims of a calloused hand,
tortured raw by the sweet sounds of creativity,
owned only by the silent recess in our minds,
feared by those who see our fingers race over time.
Each breath designed to test our mettle,
we spawn miracle with every sigh,
take us through the glass of the window to our soul
draw us from the depths within
show us the world in which we work so hard to die, unknown
we make the path, we are the truth
we are the new generation.
inspiration is our muse, the inspiration of others,
decadent with the whims of a calloused hand,
tortured raw by the sweet sounds of creativity,
owned only by the silent recess in our minds,
feared by those who see our fingers race over time.
Each breath designed to test our mettle,
we spawn miracle with every sigh,
take us through the glass of the window to our soul
draw us from the depths within
show us the world in which we work so hard to die, unknown
we make the path, we are the truth
we are the new generation.
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Feel the heat
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From the ashes burns a flaming new life
hot still with passion
soaring high on currents of fire
Nothing can stop me
not rain nor hail
nor quake or wind
Nothing can quell me
not ice nor snow
nor freeze or chill
See me now
Blazing, glowing, flying
i wont stop until you feel me.
~B
hot still with passion
soaring high on currents of fire
Nothing can stop me
not rain nor hail
nor quake or wind
Nothing can quell me
not ice nor snow
nor freeze or chill
See me now
Blazing, glowing, flying
i wont stop until you feel me.
~B
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Lost
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What justice comes from life in a lie of love?
Be it pain and suffering?
What holds pall for those who chase a dove,
and come back maimed and bleeding?
What corner is bleak and mouldy enough,
to hide the scarred and deformed?
What light is bright and holy enough,
to show the path of a new way to those who walked into the dark?
Be it pain and suffering?
What holds pall for those who chase a dove,
and come back maimed and bleeding?
What corner is bleak and mouldy enough,
to hide the scarred and deformed?
What light is bright and holy enough,
to show the path of a new way to those who walked into the dark?
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