Humanbeings… We play, we scream, we cry. On days of the dim light skies we try to fly. In the life of the eye, we try not to do die. Keep in mind we are the key to the great lie. All we wish to do is to get high. To feed our minds from our exintensional life. Why oh why must I try. We all float off to the side. Fleeting the inner care to survive. All we care is to thrive off the gifts she bear. My tears have ran dry; for her children still don’t care that she will die. Humanbeings for 2014.
Anywhere is a work desk.
Mad hattin for spring gallery walk.
Into the night.
So I had a child. Welcome to the world little one!
Through The Pines movie
Demon coming from a crack in the parking lot and a cat ghost behind its head.