Temporiform

You guys just couldn't wait patiently for the apocalypse like everyone else, could you?
 
 
Well, on the bright side, we still have few burning remnants of the once glorious Blogosphere left...
 
 
...and...um...radiation poisoning shouldn't set in for a bit...and we have pictures of puppies!
 
 
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ALL IS GOOD
 
 
(Now, where are those zombies? I always wanted to make friends that have the same interests as me...)

Yay! Time to spam you guys with more art! =P
 

 
 
Thumbnail (hopefully it works this time)
 
 
Made for an assignment in graphic abstraction using GIMP, Photoshop CS4, Artweaver Free, and Pixia.
 
C&C welcome and all that...
 
Also, miso ramen with a pinch of ginger, some scallions, edamame, a bit of basalmic vinegar, and a dash of black pepper is delicious. Been tinkering with ingredients and amounts for the past few days-but I think I've got the taste just right. *noisily slurping*

So, I got my BZPower T-shirt in the mail today-loving the design.

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Oh, should I explain the entry title? Well, we've started using Adobe Illustrator in a class I'm taking, so I had some fun with it. Linky!
Lighter version


Life gets colder
the fire burns
the head once lifted
now slowly turns
those bleak eyes stare
at things once there
within its realm

Bleeding
  dark
Feeding   cold

Those bloody hands
those baleful eyes
those shaking lands
destined to rise
and in the dark
I cannot see
they are coming-
coming to me
What bloody hands have wrought again
what baleful eyes have come to send

Slowly creeping
white death lies
sunning slowly
Sacrifice
tasting streams
Killing dreams
feeding again
wounds don’t mend
Claiming sleep
hard to keep
The Whiteness
Away



weep for life
weep long for them
My sorrowful son, weeping again
Weep for the wings slashed by the knife
weep for the firewolf doomed to die
weep for the blind, my sorrowful son

doubt permeates
many things
Getting late
Phone won’t ring
The sad wretch cries
The carpet sobs
The window screams
the gunshot, long

That dead, blank stare
Those vacuous eyes
You wanted to run-
So I’ll make you hide
Your cheerful grin
Hiding all these lies
Hammering beat
Until I die

You start pretending your Hero Factory sets are TF2 classes with the Heroes as the RED team and the villians as the BLU team.

I'm in one of those moods where I just start visualizing stuff in odd, abstract forms...

Am I the only one who does this?

Understand is such a funny word. I mean, it would make more sense as standunder or something.


This is why I must become a professor, and teach others the true ways of the English Language. I'll do it up in my mountain dojo with a bunch of grammar ninjas. We shall bring order to the feudal dialects with tarnished grammar and frequent misspellings, and we shall slay the evil hordes of leetspeak.
THIS IS DESTINY CALLING: "BECOME THE GRAMMAR SENSEI, O DERPISH ONE!"

I hear it now...


Wait, that's a fly.