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The morning of fall

The very air reeks of rotting stonein between tar and decrepit homeThe heat but a memory lost and thrownEvery breath of wind a has a mind of its own Watching the sun break the...

Of motion and meaning

The world screams of motion and meaning, of a story told in echos and shock waves. A sound contains more meaning than the information it conveys, but rather a whole scene laid out for...

The lion token

This drawing inspires me every time I look at it. The process going in was so vague, the idea was formless. It had a feeling and motion to it, but no image or words....

Tears of salt

Sweat these tears of saltThe result of many years assaultBurn through bone breathing outEveryday a rebound, a renewed boutForever living a fighting scout Running towards a daily fightPerforming at peak a mighty sightDefeat the...

The mandates : Introduction

The story Imagine the world around you being made up of infinitesimally small parts interacting by defined rules to form what you inherently know to be real. Layer upon layer of static buzzing around...

The city of clay

The grand scale of such a placeEchos racing across this vast spaceThe empty sound betraying the shapeDrawn out dry while holding a great faceStanding tall and proud, facing the great escape Each side listening...

A passion for simple knowledge

Through me, the world screams. Every sound and vibration in the environment around me is imperative. A key piece to what approaches, to the story that unfolds in my vicinity. Every piece of information...

The scene

To me, the world screams. Every ounce of air vibrating in perfect silence. Every detail standing out against the static filled background. Patterns consisting of objects in motion leaping forth demanding attention. Grand schemes...