Okay, okay…I’ve been visiting sites, these last
Couple days. Really. But I’ve been sort of …
LURKING.
Yeah. I haven’t really had anything intelligent
To say these days, so I kinda just read-and-dash.
Sorry. Heh.
So I owe everyone who visits me a sincere
Apology. I haven’t been ignoring anyone. But …
I haven’t really been making my presence
Known, either.
I did another piece for deviantART. I put it up
On the Otaku late last night…so I don’t know if
It’s up, yet. But anyway, it’s part of my trade
With CERM. Azal, Dimitri, and Sissorelle are
Creations belonging solely to her.
Oh, and I’ve initiated an art trade with the
fantastic CheshireCatGrins…her work is dark
and beautiful. I seriously suggest you guys
check out her gallery. I will be rendering Guildias
for her…and in return, I get Akiramaru.
Also…heh, Ouroboros78 is attempting to do my
Myschka; however, he has a lot on his plate,
right now, so it’ll be awhile. That’s okay; I’m
convinced that it’ll be worth the wait—another
spectacular artist. I suggest visiting his gallery,
as well.
Ooookay, well…that’s all I got. I haven’t been
to work, lately, so life is pretty good. RAWR.
I leave you with these words…
Cue the beatbox. Cue that loverly syncopantic
beat that drowns out the noise of the outside
world. Cue the electronic mixer that riiiiiips
its way across the output sensors. a volatile,
electronic harmony. The deafening music that
ejaculates dark images against a canopy of
synthetic tonal pulsation. One beat, and soon
followed by a second, carefully layered so
that they offset each other, just enough to r
aise the speed of the rhythm...followed by
synthetics, the electronic crescendo, and the
low, low octave riiiiip of the mixing board as
the rhythm is accelerated yet again, the canvas
for crystalline re-mixed vocals...
"Been bent for days
Siphon to hold me alive
I turned myself around
To what I once despised
I've been in future and days of memory
I've seen the nothing man and taught him to
believe
I built the enemy
I built a tower to heaven
I built the end of me
I built a tower to heaven
*heaven heaven heaven heaven heaven heaven*
Panic ready now
Nightmare indiscretion
A bitter self revealed by angels of perception
I found a saviour
Naive hallucination
Standing at the water's edge
I prayed for condemnation..."
I need to do a spiritual piece soon...really, more like
an homage to the emotive dedication of a dreamer ...
Play it again, Mr. DJ, sir...I have found me a new muse...
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