Lately, between the holidays and life, there hasn’t been a whole lot of time to sit and write. I have done some art. You’ll notice that some of the images here say 2017.
A Conspiracy?
I mean, did he really kill?
CIA’s more likely.
This picture was inspired by going to see the peoples Temple and Los Angeles. It was part of a motivational series I did that included Elizabeth Bathory (aka The Blood Countess) and Richard Ramirez.
She Is made of stars,
Combustible stellar dust...
And still not enough.
Ever expanding,
Painful growth of consciousnesses,
Just like you and I.
she sees galaxies...
the cosmos dipped in chaos.
Indigo child.
Be it, Asylum...
or trapped within my own mind...
either way, “No thanks.”
