My background is what makes the main engine of creation, and is not a background of art experience or schools, but rather of my personal story and things I always like in my life.
Ten years have past, as we all remember through ceremonies, mentions, art and writing the victims and events of that specific day of the end of summer. But then, stops.
I am He whom I love
And He whom I love is I,
We are two souls who occupy one body,
If you see me, you see Him,
And if you see him, you see us.
I was the secret of the All-True,
The All-True is not I,
empires rise, others fall, wars are fought, rebellions, chaos, pain…
Faced with the demise of his Queen, the White King scrambles to counter…
When Lovely Women Blossom to their Day
The moment stop
The rest just gaze
With Awe and Not
An Utter Word to Say.
My buddy my brother has pass away
I need help & prayers
Art & designs on sales at discount prices and you can customize them
It happens to all of us. You wake up one night and in the pitch dark you are terrified.
Touch somebody’s Life
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Thank you for your Support…..
I don’t mean to be snotty…
First I pursued art as a career interest
Then it became a form of self-therapy
Now it is outright rebellion…
I do not apologize for the run-on sentence…
I couldn’t sleep last night so I was thinking of something new to write
Then this character came to mind
And inspired me to write this