My own update, im still single, been writin for movies and being treasurer for my youth group. Good stuff


Ghost's PenI can see the ghosts conducting their individual boats like fliesGhost's Pen
Hovering frantically over a mound of garbage
Unsure where to settle and take a look down beneath the surface They wipe their eyes of their tears but the salty liquid could never wash their hands of the ink from sin's pen Ghosts sharing pain blow their boats' horns searching for some kindred spirit wailing that same haunting tune that brings shivers to the spine Each note riddled with the soft ghastly undertones of shadow and wisp Boats floating noiselessly into obscurity Each ghost like forgotten memories drowned in the abyss of the e


StartThe horizon seemed way too close. Like I could swim to it from here following the flow of the slow easy ripples on the dock. The ships just floating there telling me to steal one away and let the wind carry me into the swallowing darkness of the setting sun. An obnoxious punctual light that announces its departure.Start
For me, the artificial lights are fine. I can turn them on or off on command. I can block them out with my hands. A man in the dark is an assassin but in the light he is a business man. He has a family and weaknesses. Light revealing flaws as it were. A world without light is my world. I would blend right in, hiding in the f


FlowEndless ripples reaching towards the horizon like so many agitations aimlessly hunting perfection. A ghost's presence like a widow's glance over her shoulder at a distant past. Lights lining a highway with one bulb turned out in the many. A face without eyes a body with no soul. Incomplete smiles.Flow
Like a constant swirl fighting and crashing over. Oil and water filling a pool, a violent shake then a quick separation. A stone skipping across this liquid mixture, 1, 2, 3, 4 then consumed. As the stone plummets to the bottom, bubbles drift to the surface like layers of a life passing and revealing the finale. Stone.


FacadeIt's all from the signs Danny. It's all intermeshed in such a thick layer of confusion that we see it all as truth and blindly accept it. Grown men lying to themselves without a clue. Do you see it? Huh? Do you?!Facade
~Draws miscellaneous markings on the walls as Danny stares dumbfounded~
Bells ringing telling us to wake up, but do we? No. We hit that snooze button asking for five more minutes of that dream because there we have a purpose we can truly define. We live each moment like it's yours and mine. A blissful euphoria that we cover ourselves with. Dream the dream. Put on your mask and be okay so long as the dreams c
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"you fight great but i'm a great fighter"
Apollo Creed
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Interviews on my blog [link]
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Interviews on my blog [link]
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Student International Game Architecture and Design
Concept Artist in training. Link to my real website: [link]
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Interviews on my blog [link]
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no matter how much time passes...i will never forget them
R.I.P
Tyler and Jeff
just to let it out [link]
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[link]
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no matter how much time passes...i will never forget them
R.I.P
Tyler and Jeff
just to let it out [link]
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[link]
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no matter how much time passes...i will never forget them
R.I.P
Tyler and Jeff
just to let it out [link]
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