Yeh know...
i never did figure out how everyone came to know nalem.
one day she appears in the portal then the next shes suddenly the most ideal friend anyone could hope to have.
maybe it's her charisma...
aaaanyway, nice gift for her, the detail is soo immense!
l8s
awh...
reminds me of the deceased bird i saw coming back from a grocery store weeks ago...
It's natural to fear when succumbing to it's cold grasp in sight of those witness the cycle of natural law betwixt the beginning and end.
...
It is not self destruction, rather the enigma of our personified self, our alias, our avartral selves that we force out to extinguish the truer self.
The form depicts the twisted notches and writhing entanglement that are nothing short than to fool those into a truth that is wrought of corrupted perspective. Without fools eyes to call our own, simply not blind, but rather purposely turn a blind eye or two by others view points and only seek a more pleasurable, leisurely, safe, and happy idealistic existence.
But sadly on the inside, pardon for being rude and so boldly rash, they are a rotting piece of festering, worth deprived shit; Branching outward, never growing, only wasting away until it screams, withers...
and dies...
quite the review there, and quite a good bit of prose as well.... im glad you found such meaning in my work
...
The flames encase a heart filled so willful cannot be encompassed by those blissfully unaware as well as blind to the perspectives of truth and lie. The strong willed stand firm in their belief whilst those who envision a world of their own accord, sheepishly see and hear what they wish to rather than what occurs around or beyond the spatial depths of time betwixt amongst the cosmic dimensional aperture.
These creatures failed in their test of life and now seek repentance rather than simple forgiveness and retrieve a lost caused chance at life once more.
They are void dwellers known as grays...
They exist beyond the factions of good and evil...
They walk along the fine gray line layed between light and dark...
They are neutral, forever in spiteful hate to all that can grasp the will to exist...
A reminder...
please keep all limbs and ligaments outside the alchemic circle at all times to avoid injury or possible but not limited to death
thank you, and have a safe transmutation.
* Disclaimer *
Side effects of transmutation may include:
Loss of limbs, body or soul, zombies, rifts leading into another dimension, erectile dysfunction.
awwgh
i wanna make a game level design outta this just for kicks.
Gawd...
i fucking loved that movie, was soo rustically nostalgic much like titan AE.
it had such unique character trait qualities children of dreaming creativity could really get into. this was the part of my childhood im missing now a days. i could go on a detailed rant of how i loved the old days but-
awww fuck it, i gotta go watch it again, must, need, have too!
thanks again random artist person!
ha
jack black never looked better.
oh don't mind him |:D
shad's trying to rid himself of his sexual frustration by posting on artwork with his own mindfuck agendo.
the light, shade, and shine seem to work well with the plane colors of his shirt.
you did an exceptional piece within the allotted time presented!
Look! an eye patch! /.D
see how random things change?
Baah.. lol thank you XD
well i wish that this wish could never be granted.
Now the force that grants wishes has been stopped.
rejoice...
But you didn't blow out all of your candles... *BOOM*
There is no right or wrong in art, it simply just is, it is perspective experience within existence made from the audience, or the artist
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