Ten years later... ► Listen on DSound ► Listen from source (IPFS)

The winds bend to Wendy's will And water's whims dash alive and unbroken ever unto her diamond pure heart. She belongs to me like the fire belongs to forest She loves me with an absolute clarity, of Amber

Acrylic on canvas Steepshot IPFS IOS Android Web

never forget Steepshot IPFS IOS Android Web

...fade in... We see young little pre-president Trope, young, dumb, and full of crumbs, absentmindedly pulling the crusts off of the family bread, daydreaming about someday being a real boy, a actual flesh

Not sure yet if this is going too be something i stick with our if it will be worthwhile but Ill keep everyone posted either way

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Self portrait, thrice

Portrait of the artist studying her work. (My Wife)

Daily doodle #1

Drew this today while in an electronics class

Just a letter Mr Rogers wrote to my little sister years ago

"As I was going up the stair I met a man who wasn't there! He wasn't there again today, Oh how I wish he'd go away!" When I came home last night at three, The man was waiting there for me But

How can I be sure I really am who I am? And other things you shouldnt ask your wife. *How do I know you aren't really a robot? Wouldn't a robot say that? *If this isn't reality then why does it have to

Any fellow Firesign Theatre fans out here?

Hello world...