Hello!Back from the dead.More Like This
I've kinda disappeared for a bit, and wanted to write a little journal why I've left Facebook, Twitter and kind of my online persona. If you care to read, down below you will find my reasons. I hope you're well, and will try to post more art soon. Feel free to discuss below your opinions on the matter, and I'll try to reply. My answer goes far beyond "I've just been busy!" and maybe you too will connect with how I've felt:
The other day I received an email from a fellow follower of my work, asking the question of why I left Facebook. Not that everyone should know my daily activities, but if you haven't noticed, a couple of months ago I had deleted my FB in order to focus on my property LMS, as it's shaping up for film, and the next book in the series, LMS: Welcome to America
Now before I continue, this is strictly my opinion. I know people like to get angry online, so if you disagree with it, you have every right to
Weird DreamsWhen you go sleep at nightMore Like This
You go to a place that is free
A place where nothing is impossible
A place that you can't quite believe
But my dreams aren't normal
In fact they can be very queer
There those that don't make sense
And others that are downright weird
I once dreamt of a place
Where the doors were shaped like keys
And when it got hot
It rained lemon iced tea
I also dreamt of a world
Where everything was strangely hot
The ice would catch on fire
And the sky was polka-dot
Then there was a dream
Where nothing was as it seamed
Where absolutely nothing made sense
That one was very extreme
If you think that my dreams are bad
My nightmares' are much worse
Multiple I've woke up in the night
Thinking I was in a hearse
As I lay there under the sheet
My dreams I was trying to comprehend
I realised that I never would
And just went back to bed
You're a Literal MiracleNext time you’re unhappy.More Like This
Think about this.
Remember that you are a walking,
You are alive based on so many chances.
So many different thing could’ve happened.
You’re still here.
You are literally made of stardust.
Matter that has been around,
Since the beginning of time.
Dreams and hopes
Forged in the belly of distant stars.
You have cosmos in your veins.
And eyes that have stardust in them,
That have seen the dawn and ending to galaxies.
I know it’s easy to forget this,
But it’s true.
Everything about you
And me and everything else around you.
Is a miracle.
So many perfect things had to come into place,
For you to be standing here today.
So smile sweet heart.
Cause you are a beautiful phenomenon
That was created by miraculous chance.