Monday, October 25, 2010

I'm not dead.

By Jove
I'm not.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

I am smiling now.

I wander amongst
The little instances of clouds in my cupful
of life to find a weary little
moss covered

sitting forever
and not fading away like the sugar coated floating white
and as I walk away
I smile to myself
relishing this teaspoon of a rock in hopes
of finding it right where I left it upon my return.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

New Header

There you have it.
Boring old header replaced by new one.
Yes, those are my hands, my eyes and my mouth.

And my praying mantis.
I wonder where he is now.


Saturday, April 10, 2010

Cuz now I made better ones.

Cuz now I made better ones, bitches.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Today (over again)

This morning brings a harlot of a light
The grinding, pan chewing, teeth
Of a million dukanwaalas
& pot-bellies & sweaty foreheads
Of the other zillion ruins.

Sunday, February 28, 2010


Since my previous post was about something I made, I've decided to post something a little different.

How I love change.

All sensible talks apart,
I really do.

Presenting to thy pitiful face,
Itachi and Sasuke Chucks.
My first time painting on shoes.
Results are a little better than I expected.
^Seldom happens.

Commissions open.
Not free.
For further details, EMAIL.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Crude Steampunk Goggles

So I make productive use of my time.
Shoot me.

Filecard + plastic + elastic + key rings + acrylic paints.


Friday, January 15, 2010


Question God's existence and you have supporters

Question Religion and you have followers

Question the innocent and you have onlookers

Question basic moral beliefs and ethics on the basis of reason
and you have no one.

Guess which one I am.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Loathe me

Guess who's back from Raaaaaajashthan.
Guess who's writing a neeeeeew post.
Guess who's not going to get any more readers/followers because he never updates and is a complete jackass to begiiiiiiiiiiin with.

If you're thinking "ME", then you're thinking somewhere along the lines.
Not nearly as accurate though.

Who wants to see pictures?
Do I see a hand back there?

No wait my bad,
that's just a streetlamp in an abandoned city where no one lives.
*looks around*
What am I doing here?

So no takers for pictures?
None at all?
You're scrolling down real fast aren't you?

I don't like you.

I'm sure it's mutual.

I'm going to slap these pictures on your face anyway.

Loathe me.