Finals and other plans ...Hi everyone! I apologize if I haven't replied to everyone on here but I've been busy with final projects and I am currently practicing on a Josh Groban song called, "You Are Loved (Don't Give Up) [link] that I will be singing for my final next Tuesday. I'm a bit nervous because when I went to rehearsal I struggled singing with the accompanist (especially the beginning part) because the piano version of the song sounds a little different from the recording version. I just hope I nail it Most likely I will reply to notes and replies as well as commenting on new artwork in around 1 or 2 weeks from now.More Like This
On a side note after finals are over I might make a journal for art trades with 5 slots open. I will currently work on drawing my "Lost In Time" characters and writing the story during Christmas vacation.
Have a good day !
God Told me a Secret (Gay Rights Poem)God told me a secret last night before bed,More Like This
He leaned into my ear and silently said:
"I love you my child, I really do.
"I hate none of my children, it really is true;
"But I am real angry, not with the gay, bi or straight,
"I am angered with those who only spread hate...
"This world I created is now such a sad place...
"It has been ruined by the human race.
"Why should it matter who my children date?
"It is their life so you shouldn't spread hate!
"And then when you say, 'I hate because of religion!'
"You need to open your eyes and see that hate's YOUR decision!
"You can choose between peace or spreading this hate!
"You can choose to love the gay, bi and straight!
"But as soon as you choose to hold some dumb useless grudge,
"Know that it's you who I will judge!
"All my children from all around the globe,
"Stop being such a homophobe!
"All my other creatures can get along great!
"Why is it just humans who choose to spread hate?
"I am so angry, so filled up with rage!
"My children must
Thoughts I'll never tell you3am.More Like This
it seems nighttime
has never looked this dark
(or maybe my emotions
are just blurring
squinty eyes turn
to my alarm clock:
in the roaring black sea
as the dream
s l o w l y
How can I miss someone
who wasn't even mine?