Last night was rough. I was texting my friend thomaz about just everything going on in my life. I said i was suicidal, and i really was. So he called the police and within minutes they were at my house. I went to the hospital and it was just kind of weird i was there. I am going to counseling soon. Which is great, but idk something needs to change. Its all issues in my brain i need to take care of. Im just venting to you guys n telling you. I deleted my facebook, so yeah. Tumblr for awhile.
Whats your influences with your artwork? Its really great! :D
Thanks :) umm basically all thats around me influences me. Just everything really in general that comes my way. Artist wise, i guess walt disney, basquiat, dr suess, monet, warhol, picasso, mc escher, keith haring, to name a few.. Lol
ayyy, i fuck with your art my nigga, heard u went to forrest hill. ms merchant on the 24/7 pms shit, givin me f's for no apparent reason, when im top 5 in the class hands down. u still stay in wpb?
Lol well it would be nice if you didn’t anon this message cause you probably wont see this. But no i don’t stay in wob, i stay in sherman, TX now.. Ms merchant is super awesome, you just gotta help her with shit every now n then. I was the best like number one artist hands down there but i had a F at one point cause i never did anything and final projects that were do i just half assed and they were like perfect. I was super ahea if everyone. Im modest though, always helped my classmates n such. Thanks fir liking my art though! :D
“Like a tin can feeding
like a skinned hand bleeding
like a tramp choir crying
like a camp fire dying
like a big dog breeding
like a pig hog feeding
like a top hat tipping
like a dropped rat skipping
like a tin horn glowing
like a gin storm blowing
like a neck tie flapping
like a rich guy clapping
like a big fool crawling
like a rig tool falling
like a back door squeaking
like a crack whore tweaking
what is it like?
what is it like after we die?”—Tom Waits - After You Die
From the time your a single celled organism to a full grown baby in your mothers womb your a project of life’s food. The perpetual motion to the vortex life sucks us all into. The good and the bad, its all natural. You are in a dark warm comfortable place as your growing, getting free food and preparing for the world to be one day unleashed in. The one thing you don’t know is that you are preparing for this. So when born into this bright room with a white robe medical doctor with his plastic gloves and your mothers blood all over you, the only thing you can do out if pure helplessness and confusion is cry.
The miracle is born, the new life, the beautiful young humanoid to learn and hopefully be happy and successful. Along the way to success is suffering. All things suffer, rich to poor. The factors and circumstances of this suffering vary. Mostly the level of suffering doesn’t fluctuate to greatly for most. Survival of the fittest, the king of all. The beliefs in life made us brought up to be naturally selfish as a human race. Food, supplies, money, success, lovers, the list goes on and on. The virtually endless things and reasons to be selfish about. One thing thats mind boggling is what fuels caring, or good-doers?
Usually we feel this way for our loved ones, be it friends, family, lovers, pets, etc. Complete strangers seem to not be trustable for judgement if you arn’t presented properly. Profiling is also a natural aspect of the human mind. Its what survival of the fittest comes into play. However when money is a factor in the mix, stranger-ship is thrown out the window completely, you have to help customers in order to get their money. This world we live in seems corrupt that we all strive for satisfaction in survival mode. When we forget the simple beauty of giving and caring for one another. If we stopped and took time to defeat insecurities and threw our survivals as a whole out of the window and completely cared for life in general with the loving we feel toward our family and friends, the world would be a perfectly great and prosperous place to live in. Everyone wins..
Im going to write a book. It isn’t going to be your average well written masterpiece. Its going ti be simple and have many pictures in it. I child can read it. I am going to discuss a lot of tender subjects; like drugs, sex, life, death, money, government, food, bad habits, beauty, education, etc. I’m going to talk a lot about everything. The book is going to be titled “Klix”.. If i post the free downloadable pdf file here on tumblr and it gets somewhat of a buzz I’m going to continue and make a volume 2 and so on..
I really want to help and inspire people through my art and writing. So please reblog this, tell your followers and friends about my blog, and tell them to follow me and keep in touch. Also ideas are greatly appreciated :)
Apparently, the moment you die your brain releases all hormones it has left in the body to make you feel absolutely phenomenal. In fact, the best you have ever felt in your life. It seems like your body wants you to be absolutely happy right before you die, a gift in fact. Scientist…