Hey Steem folk! If any of you are interested in original apparel, you should check out my online store named REMEDY GEAR. Here is a link to my latest design, feedback much appreciated. As you can see its

All were left with, all were left with is silence When the dust settles, crushed metal in our eye lids Feel the body rock, feel the body rock Bombs dropped daily It's just another dance, another dance

Never allow anybody to tell you that you can't do it. In fact the doubts of others are an incredible fuel which can drive you towards your goals. Commitment and tenacity are the vehicles to achievement.

Those who dug for American gold dug the graves of its children Lust for what lies beneath the earths face  Precious metals, not so precious people The metal horse brought forth fierce and hungry monsters

The poison is free when their selling you the remedy The poison is free when illness is currency Sickness is big business Major profit as the pills are prescripted Big pharma, bigger bank balance Mass

Hi Steemians, I just thought I would share my newest T Shirt design. As an avid fitness freak I figured doing a parody on leg day would be cool. Check it out!

Hi Steemians, I think we should run a thread for us dog lovers. So I decided to introduce you all to Cleo, my female sighthound that I rescued as a young pup. As you can see in the images, she gets herself

I sit with a headache and two empty coffee cups Just pushing up rug dust All I can think about is you It's not quite poetic but I don't really care Dwelling in the dark lair Torn fabric, cruddy chair

( Scan the land for my brother and my sister Feel unsettled as the dust underneath me Panic takes control Can't breathe Fear compound's me to violently react Spears surround me and penetrate my back Crowds

So I am currently glued to my TV watching a documentary about Hulk Hogans lawsuit against Gawker.com and I feel compelled to pause it at 46 mins and portray my opinion on the story so far. Clearly, judging

This piece is influenced by my readings into World War 2 as well as my travels around Cambodia. I always had a fascination with trying to understand the psyche of people during times of war. To this day

It feels like I just walked into a crowded room filled with talking strangers. As the inevitable self deprecating thoughts of DO I BELONG HERE? and WILL I GET ON WITH THESE PEOPLE? enter my primal brain,