This is an older piece I did for school. It's called Blues IN The Night
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Piece of Artwork I worked on for like an hour, maybe two. Idk.........
DUDEZZZZZZ and DUDETTZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ lol. Check out this piece I worked on. Not bad for a novice if I do say so myself. Comment, Concerns, Etc. You know the drill. Please.
This is an older piece I did for school. It's called Blues IN The Night
This is an older piece I did for school. It's called Blues IN The Night
Sunday, August 16, 2009
New Story
From talking to my friend last night, I was just filled with a bunch of these thoughts about life and Girls and stuff and though I'm not the most romantic person. I still think i have an idea of what a girl would like. Here goes my rendition of an intimate scene between a girl and boy, in my eyes.
Between Us
Laying against the hardwood frame of my bed, I could the sweat sliding down my face in total awe of the angel that stood before me. She was a porcelain doll, her aroma filling my nose with the sweet scent of cherry blossoms and apricot. As her head lay against my bare chest, I could feel the heat welling up inside me ; making her smile as her hands slid across my neck down across my heart hearing the rapid thumps as I was nervous. Her red lips parted to call out my name, whether in pleasure or in awe was just exhilarating. I could feel the tremors retaking my hand all in one motion as she crawled closer to my lips and pressed her's against mine. The heat exploded within a ball of passion as I could feel her moving with me in one motion; her lips parting from mine leaving me gaping in awe from the want that I was feeling. She got up and walked slowly away, making me pant helpless on the floor like a dog for his kibble and I couldn't help myself. I felt the saliva procreating from my lips in an effort to prevent me from choking on how beautiful she was. My eyes drifted slowly from the bottom of her body all the way up to her majestic eyes. I gazed slowly at her porcelain skin which radiated directly in the moonlight making my eyes water in delight, her body was perfectly proportioned like a plate ready to be served and her eyes and hair were the icing on top of an already delectable dish. Her hair became like a small bright brown flame simmering in the auburn pigmentation and her eyes were the moons searing deep through my flesh pinging into my heart every thought she and I had ever conceived. The tremors retook my body and slammed me against the floor to seal me from running to her and doing what I wanted. Then I woke up.
Lol, I bet you were expecting a more........befitting ending. One with more metaphors and details. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Not in this PG-13 production. I'll make one M for mature one later. Lol.
Between Us
Laying against the hardwood frame of my bed, I could the sweat sliding down my face in total awe of the angel that stood before me. She was a porcelain doll, her aroma filling my nose with the sweet scent of cherry blossoms and apricot. As her head lay against my bare chest, I could feel the heat welling up inside me ; making her smile as her hands slid across my neck down across my heart hearing the rapid thumps as I was nervous. Her red lips parted to call out my name, whether in pleasure or in awe was just exhilarating. I could feel the tremors retaking my hand all in one motion as she crawled closer to my lips and pressed her's against mine. The heat exploded within a ball of passion as I could feel her moving with me in one motion; her lips parting from mine leaving me gaping in awe from the want that I was feeling. She got up and walked slowly away, making me pant helpless on the floor like a dog for his kibble and I couldn't help myself. I felt the saliva procreating from my lips in an effort to prevent me from choking on how beautiful she was. My eyes drifted slowly from the bottom of her body all the way up to her majestic eyes. I gazed slowly at her porcelain skin which radiated directly in the moonlight making my eyes water in delight, her body was perfectly proportioned like a plate ready to be served and her eyes and hair were the icing on top of an already delectable dish. Her hair became like a small bright brown flame simmering in the auburn pigmentation and her eyes were the moons searing deep through my flesh pinging into my heart every thought she and I had ever conceived. The tremors retook my body and slammed me against the floor to seal me from running to her and doing what I wanted. Then I woke up.
Lol, I bet you were expecting a more........befitting ending. One with more metaphors and details. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Not in this PG-13 production. I'll make one M for mature one later. Lol.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Sprite Movie
It's been a while since I posted about it, but this summer I've yet to work on it. Gonna start it up though. Been meaning to, and I'm finally gonna get a chance to. Yay!!!!!!!!!!!! Comment on ideas that you think it should be on. I'm curious, give me ideas or any feedback. Put up sprite images of the flock soon.
Alter Fighting Form
Boldizar
Master Of The Blue Flame
Dalton Fighting Form and Child Form
Shimmer Chimera
Eva
Bret
X
Lachlann
Jax
Scourge
Air Born
Avion Jake
Astrid
Dark
Alter Fighting Form
Boldizar
Master Of The Blue Flame
Dalton Fighting Form and Child Form
Shimmer Chimera
Eva
Bret
X
Lachlann
Jax
Scourge
Air Born
Avion Jake
Astrid
Dark
Sunday, August 2, 2009
The Second Poem - Comment Urgently and Seriously.
Here's that second poem, or song whichever you prefer. It's inspired by Black Keys - Jonas Brothers and Unknown Soldier - Breaking Benjamin. Here goes, comment and please give feedback.
Monochrome World -
I sit here as the green lights pass me by
The world is still going while I wait here, nothing waits for me.
The rainbow flies over these blue skies
A perfect world never seemed so Black and White.
Tell me why does this world seem so monochromatic
An untarnished panorama has never been this dull
Could you show me what's it like to see the world for what it is
Not this bleak painting across a dark sky.
The light's are out and here it is a faceless reality
Where everyone see's everything in a different light
I can't leave this world behind because even when everything is vibrant
There's no in between the lines for me to see
Monochromatic world's have never looked so beautiful
Vibrant skies have never been this dull
Hearts reaching out in the dark abyss
To touch the red lines beating out and leaving this world tonight.
Half-hearted attempts to reach through the colored walls
Have been blocked because the Green light's keep the world moving
Why can't it just turn to red now
The black walls are moving in, their moving in
Black and white have never looked so vibrant
The rainbow's have never seemed so dull
Green lights keep the world moving past
And Red lights keep the world turning to Ash
So let's live where there's no in between
Just you and Me.
Monochrome World -
I sit here as the green lights pass me by
The world is still going while I wait here, nothing waits for me.
The rainbow flies over these blue skies
A perfect world never seemed so Black and White.
Tell me why does this world seem so monochromatic
An untarnished panorama has never been this dull
Could you show me what's it like to see the world for what it is
Not this bleak painting across a dark sky.
The light's are out and here it is a faceless reality
Where everyone see's everything in a different light
I can't leave this world behind because even when everything is vibrant
There's no in between the lines for me to see
Monochromatic world's have never looked so beautiful
Vibrant skies have never been this dull
Hearts reaching out in the dark abyss
To touch the red lines beating out and leaving this world tonight.
Half-hearted attempts to reach through the colored walls
Have been blocked because the Green light's keep the world moving
Why can't it just turn to red now
The black walls are moving in, their moving in
Black and white have never looked so vibrant
The rainbow's have never seemed so dull
Green lights keep the world moving past
And Red lights keep the world turning to Ash
So let's live where there's no in between
Just you and Me.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Two poems.
This is one poem. Comment Please. Another one to be posted soon.
Two Weeks -
Two weeks left unmarked on my calender.
I stand watching as the clock ticks you outta of my life.
The sands gave me a chance to save this memory from falling apart.
But in my hands a dream crumbled that day,
A dream that I could never replace.
In two weeks you'll be gone, blown like a whisper in the wind.
A reality I refuse to face, a reality that will crash down on me.
My arms held you seven weeks ago, never knowing what my heart would call for.
Back then it was friendly and now it remains a heartache to see you leave everyday.
Can I bear to watch you go? Years ticked away and I was unknowing of how I felt.
But can years tick away again without a voice calling out to you?
Silenced feelings sleep beneath a hidden gate.
Unbeknownst to you I watched from afar until like a flare you knew how I felt.
A friend I remained because from intelligence's bane, I could not show you affection.
And now I stand wallowing because you still remain a close friend.
Remaining in the dark though, I will still keep a smile on my face
To know that this has been a lesson learned for me.
Two weeks left unmarked on my calender
But for what it's worth I can say that we've had a good run.
The fun has been both painful and pleasurable
And as I sit here reminiscing on fond memories
I can say that creepy as it may be
We will always remember these days as they are and what they could have been.
Two weeks blanketed by mystery
And that will make all the difference.
Two Weeks -
Two weeks left unmarked on my calender.
I stand watching as the clock ticks you outta of my life.
The sands gave me a chance to save this memory from falling apart.
But in my hands a dream crumbled that day,
A dream that I could never replace.
In two weeks you'll be gone, blown like a whisper in the wind.
A reality I refuse to face, a reality that will crash down on me.
My arms held you seven weeks ago, never knowing what my heart would call for.
Back then it was friendly and now it remains a heartache to see you leave everyday.
Can I bear to watch you go? Years ticked away and I was unknowing of how I felt.
But can years tick away again without a voice calling out to you?
Silenced feelings sleep beneath a hidden gate.
Unbeknownst to you I watched from afar until like a flare you knew how I felt.
A friend I remained because from intelligence's bane, I could not show you affection.
And now I stand wallowing because you still remain a close friend.
Remaining in the dark though, I will still keep a smile on my face
To know that this has been a lesson learned for me.
Two weeks left unmarked on my calender
But for what it's worth I can say that we've had a good run.
The fun has been both painful and pleasurable
And as I sit here reminiscing on fond memories
I can say that creepy as it may be
We will always remember these days as they are and what they could have been.
Two weeks blanketed by mystery
And that will make all the difference.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Here's an imagery post again.
I have another post coming up with this poem that I just wrote, but I opted to show some photography to prove to girl that her pictures are much better than mine. Here they are comment and then go to girl's blog and comment.
Sound in Nature
More Pics to prove to Girl that she's better in photography coming soon.
Sound in Nature
More Pics to prove to Girl that she's better in photography coming soon.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Song or Poem IDK!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT TAKE THAT AGAIN STORIES MWHAHAHAHAHA
Well this would be a poem/song pertaining to a band I'm trying to start with Scourge called Renegade. It's a song about the world and us living as parts of the outside. Outcasts of an already ignorant society and the people that call themselves the "Renegades." Here it is Enjoy and Comment.
Renegade
In that dark abyss I stand
Searching for acceptance in an empty world
Who's calling out to me from the shadows?
No - one knows, it's just the wind whispering in a world burning to the ground.
So let's search for our place in the world
Nomads against the blank palette of society
Changing and living outside the walls of prosperity
Here we stand looking at the flames
The flames of change, The flames of the Renegade.
Who are they to put judgment down upon us
Blank faces institutionalized to the drum of everyday life.
Captivation ceases to grasp upon ignorance
But then again it's never been on the outside in the first place.
Searching for a place to call my own,
A sanctuary for those of us living on the outside, facing away from the inside.
It's burning the walls down, letting the beast in.
Captured silence seeks a place to be heard
Growling at the gates to let us be.
To find something we've wanted all along, somewhere we belong.
It hurts having no place to go
And we'll wander without even having the warmth there for us.
And it seems we'll remain without the know of what acceptance us or where it goes.
But here I'll stand on the ashes of destruction to rebuild what broken down.
We're still fighting, still moving with the flames of change,
The flames of wandering, The flames of the Renegade.
That's it I'm going to work around with it, but I guess that's all I have right now to show for it. I guess it was spurred from some mixed emotions I had been feeling over the past couple of days. Also, it was spurred to to Kat's downplay of her excellent writing capability which far surpasses mine. Anyways when she's done with her song/poem whatever. You can check which one is better. Please Comment, Next Installment soon. Working on a poem called "Her".
~Alter Cosmos~
Renegade
In that dark abyss I stand
Searching for acceptance in an empty world
Who's calling out to me from the shadows?
No - one knows, it's just the wind whispering in a world burning to the ground.
So let's search for our place in the world
Nomads against the blank palette of society
Changing and living outside the walls of prosperity
Here we stand looking at the flames
The flames of change, The flames of the Renegade.
Who are they to put judgment down upon us
Blank faces institutionalized to the drum of everyday life.
Captivation ceases to grasp upon ignorance
But then again it's never been on the outside in the first place.
Searching for a place to call my own,
A sanctuary for those of us living on the outside, facing away from the inside.
It's burning the walls down, letting the beast in.
Captured silence seeks a place to be heard
Growling at the gates to let us be.
To find something we've wanted all along, somewhere we belong.
It hurts having no place to go
And we'll wander without even having the warmth there for us.
And it seems we'll remain without the know of what acceptance us or where it goes.
But here I'll stand on the ashes of destruction to rebuild what broken down.
We're still fighting, still moving with the flames of change,
The flames of wandering, The flames of the Renegade.
That's it I'm going to work around with it, but I guess that's all I have right now to show for it. I guess it was spurred from some mixed emotions I had been feeling over the past couple of days. Also, it was spurred to to Kat's downplay of her excellent writing capability which far surpasses mine. Anyways when she's done with her song/poem whatever. You can check which one is better. Please Comment, Next Installment soon. Working on a poem called "Her".
~Alter Cosmos~
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