" Why doesn't anyone here understand the physics of a push broom?" -Jeremy C.
I can sometimes be cryptically unspecific.
I get lost in thoughts that are bigger than myself. Sunken deep into the concepts of our small existence on a planet not visible to the other intelligent creatures out there looking for someone or something else. The human race, quickly going nowhere. Rapidly progressing through technology and rapidly regressing in intellect. Superiority complexes based on perceived power, an ideology that we are the center of the universe. That we are beautiful and unique, created in someone/something's image. We have the ability to be more, but archaic beliefs and ancient practices prevent what could be a fruitful and productive existence.
I believe in tacos.
Any notion that I know much more than that is utterly ridiculous.
I make art for a living, but what is art? What is a living? I inject pigments into the flesh of other humans, to create images that are only relevant to our species and not even visible to some other species. I use other pigments mixed with my own DNA soaked into compressed wood pulps, to make images that are visually appealing to myself. It's narcissistic to think any of this is important to anyone or anything else. But I continue on, and I refuse to stop.
You do you.
Create something from nothing.
Or don't.
Stay humble in your ventures
and give all the love you have to give,
to the friends and family you have.
They're the only ones who care about what you do.
And nothing else matters.
Except tacos.
-Råbbit-
I can sometimes be cryptically unspecific.
I get lost in thoughts that are bigger than myself. Sunken deep into the concepts of our small existence on a planet not visible to the other intelligent creatures out there looking for someone or something else. The human race, quickly going nowhere. Rapidly progressing through technology and rapidly regressing in intellect. Superiority complexes based on perceived power, an ideology that we are the center of the universe. That we are beautiful and unique, created in someone/something's image. We have the ability to be more, but archaic beliefs and ancient practices prevent what could be a fruitful and productive existence.
I believe in tacos.
Any notion that I know much more than that is utterly ridiculous.
I make art for a living, but what is art? What is a living? I inject pigments into the flesh of other humans, to create images that are only relevant to our species and not even visible to some other species. I use other pigments mixed with my own DNA soaked into compressed wood pulps, to make images that are visually appealing to myself. It's narcissistic to think any of this is important to anyone or anything else. But I continue on, and I refuse to stop.
You do you.
Create something from nothing.
Or don't.
Stay humble in your ventures
and give all the love you have to give,
to the friends and family you have.
They're the only ones who care about what you do.
And nothing else matters.
Except tacos.
-Råbbit-
