It has been quite some time since I actually visited deviantART. I guess you could say life has gotten in the way of creativity, but really my creativity just finds other ways out.
There won't be anything profound or awe-inspiring in this update, I just wanted to say that anyone who reads this, who is still following a dream that they may have started a week ago, a year ago, or more than a decade passed - never stop. I have taken a passion I had for the physical, a realm of lyrics and limericks and wanted it grow into something I use both in my professional life and in my spare time.
There will always be time for work and business - there will always be that idea that you can come back to something you love, but it's not always true. Sometimes those things you love, that time you think you have, you forget about it. The most important part isn't the loss, it's not any feeling of failure, it's that you learn to accept that it happens.
This is life: it's messing, it's often cruel and it rarely makes sense. What it does do, however, is give each and every one of us the opportunity to learn, to grow and appreciate. Never forget how you got to where you are, we are riding on the backs of memories and passion long since forgotten, but time continues on.
Maybe this was a bit more profound than I wanted, but I don't mean it to be. Live your life, hold your friends closer than your enemies, or make friends out of those foes. This world is not long for any of us, and time you spend on those who left you in the deep end will only make the struggle that much harder. Love who you love, cherish the frustration family brings and never give up on that dream. A decade late it may be, but never let it die.
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Purging Something Mental
So it's been a while since I really wrote something worth anything.It's not that I don't have anything to say, but that I seem to be learning something as of late. As I have more and more to say, I feel less of it is truly of value. I feel less a want and need to saturate Deviantart with my emotions.There is still quite a bit of pain in me, but the ache dulls a bit more every day.
If you're reading this, I hope you're happy. My feeling still burn, but my eyes are finally turning away. There are days where it's all I can do to not try to talk to you, but I can't put myself through that anymore. You know where I am. You know where I'...
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Read me something beautiful; a simple fool tumbling down a hole he can never hope to escape. And oh dear, oh dear, how late the time has become.I'm never coming home, because there exists no such place. And yet I smile at the idea, of something that cannot be found now. Oh my, it's teatime.Will you ever find your way, sweet sweet Alice?Madly Yours,
Hatter.
It's been a while
Not quite sure what path to take these days, it seems none of them really interest me like they used to. Still have quite a bit of work to do on so many levels and it's like each step forward only helps to bring me another step behind myself.I find my reflection pulls me in and though I can hardly see the image for the skin, I can't say I like what I see.When or where will I find the inspiration I once had? Are those days passed? Where is my muse? Questions like these and so many more seem to plague me in my days and in my dreams.I'm sure to find the answers, yet I've no idea where to begin. It's a lot harder to define myself then I h...
Among Us: Michael's Story
It's official, the book was completed this morning at 2:13 AM. I'll be going through the editing process over the course of the next months, but as all whopping 3 of you asked, I'll post chapter 1 in the morning... if I wake up. :)As it stands right now, prior to editing, the book is an approximate 308 pages (standard novel print) and 25 chapters. During the process of editing that will flux I'm sure, but that's a good idea of what you're in for after 3 years of waiting.By the way, I want to give a thank you to those who supported me in this process, I know it has been a long time coming and those of you who said I could do this, your wo...
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