I woke up from an early grave today. My mind could no longer wander. It was on this morning that my brain was held captive by the ideals and formalities of man. As I fall to my knees, this glitch repeated itself though I begged for mercy. Like brothers fighting to the death, salt water that had a peaceful pocket of hope is now trying to earn its spot in my eye. The steep, narrow ledge was once used to stylize an infamous skyscraper now resembles my eyelid. Anxiety pushes each tear off this ledge one by one until they volunteer to plunge to their death. For this house isn't a home anymore, this sadness which takes on liquid form has to find a different purpose in life now. I keep it all inside, like a family struggle. I don't want the world to witness my inner-fate. For the first time in my life, I feel like I am chasing something rather then getting chased.
Once again, an old year has passed and a new year awaits to be conquered. So much has been accomplished in 2011. Lots of different work was done (both 3D & 2D), lots of friends made and now I'm starting this blog! There's many plans in the works for the new year. Be sure to pick up your copy of The Spirit Digest ( www.thespiritdigest.com ) so you can see more of my mug and/or check out a story from my hometown, Amityville. Unitl next month, I bid farewell.