I hate it when life gets so hard to keep up with that you stop and realize that there is no real point in doing anything at all. We, as a species, can't even begin to understand the meaning and purpose of all things, so instead we feed our savage egos by servicing one another in a frail attempt to give meaning to a so far long and very meaningless existence.

why god, why?

I will be posting an entry about this drawing shortly. If you would like to leave a comment, please leave one, but remember to check back soon for the full story.

Hello. It has been a while since I've last posted an entry in "The Livejournal", but I am back and very fucking excited because last night I beat the game that had kept me in so much anticipation of it's release. For three years I followed the development of this game and upon completion of the game I was very very satisfied. Today I'm in a happy mood because I'm no longer at risk of becoming unemployed, and now relieved of the anxiety it would be to be completely broke with no way to pay your bills much less buy groceries, not only that me and my fiance kicked Albert Wesker's juiced up Zombie superhuman ass, and much like hot steamy hard sex, It left me exhausted and satisfied. It takes two thirds of a chapter to kill that asshole, but my love and I stuck it through the and and now Super Zombie Wesker is dead and ready to take a tea bagging by be and my love. I highly recommend this game to anyone who has been following the Resident Evil franchise, It's pretty much the same as Resident Evil 4 except there is a high quality of theatrics. Being someone who has been playing since the very first resident evil was released on PlayStation, this game has really delivered exciting and suspenseful gameplay. The Tension that is built up when you're running low an ammo, you need to reload, and five majini are approaching, you ask yourself "Should I stay and fight? Or run and hide?", "Oh shit he's still not dead! Some crazy parasite ripped out of his skull!","Run!", "Oh shit! This zombie just leaped at me". This game is badass! I'm gonna get started on getting all of the achievements.

Lately I've been thinking about writing a comic about: 12 years into the future, Master Splinter sends the son of April O'niel and K C Jones (who is under training of Master Splinter) to track down the turtles and bring them back to New York (as a shaky past has forced the turtles to disband). Young Jones convinces the turtles to return to New York after bring them news of new threats and old threats that have begun to capture the city.

When I drew this I was trying to come up with the most gruesome thing I could possibly think of. Sadly this is all I could come up with.

I believe that reincarnation is an entirely logical possibility. Our DNA has inscribed on it our genetic makeup, and this particular genetic makeup is compiled of the genetic makeup in your entire family lineage, which can all date back to the beginning of man. So we are all made up of the original evolution of man, which has replicated itself throughout time and space. Every single person on the planet has genetic link to past present and future, so your brain and body are just an echo of the original evolution into homosapien life. The beauty is that your brain and "soul" is the repetition of all the "souls" that make up "you" until this point. In conclusion reproduction is the evolution of the "soul", everyone alive today is a mixture and reincarnation of everyone in the past, and in theory with 100% brain control we would be able to refer to all human life past and present in order to influence our decision making for the "now". It should also be taken literally that "you are born with all of the knowledge that your parents have obtained in their lifetime".

Tags: past lives, reincarnation, writer's block

Sorry. My previous post said "really soon". This is now confirmed by it's writer as untrue. It wasn't my fault, what with exams and Valentines Day and all. The good news is that I will be posting all of my art (drawings mostly) tonight, and i do actually mean that. So all of you out there that are anticipating this (which, so far, are very very very few of you). On this note, I will bid you all a  fond Bonne nuit.

Today I am only going to announce that artwork will be coming soon. Very soon.

Current Mood: excited