Sun and water
Eroded the ground
faster than I could flee.
Roots clinging to the crumbling earth
I lose centimeters at a time.
And woe is me that
the fuel for my life
should also leave me here
hanging over the edge
watching my hold on life crumble.
The ocean lives
vicariously
in your veins.
In a place so land-locked,
a god-forsaken desert
And there's this blue streak
in your eyes
as I can see it's waves washing over you.
Like when you were a child
and would slip on the rocky ocean floor
to be tossed about within the waves.
You are stranded in emotional turmoil.
Yet there would not be the shore without the tides.
There are blue streaks in your bones
and you look at me
as a furnace without a fire
needing help rekindling the passion that was doused
and I, selfish creature that I am,
fear your love for me may be a coal
going out without fuel.
I cannot supply the flame yo
Sun and water
Eroded the ground
faster than I could flee.
Roots clinging to the crumbling earth
I lose centimeters at a time.
And woe is me that
the fuel for my life
should also leave me here
hanging over the edge
watching my hold on life crumble.
Where are you my little tiger-eyes?
What caged? You should be free...
Why, my little tiger-eyes?
Why the love for society?
In the forest of the night
Prowling for the scent
Of hate and fear and ignorance,
Taking back the lives you lent?
Oh why, my little tiger-eyes?
As you wait patiently
Why do you deny your fate?
You know what your to be.
Or are you just stalking your prey,
Giving it the time
To forget about any suspicions,
For the ignorant are often blind?
Your naught but the angel of death
Your the hunter, we're the prey
Why is it, my tiger-eyes
You let me get away.
For you are to deliver my death,
Oh how can you not
Am I the phantom of your dream called life
As you sit and wait to die?
Am I everything you thought I'd be,
All your hopes you cannot confide?
In the shadows of the starless sky
In the dark side of your mind
If I'm everything you've wated for...
Well you'll find I'm more, in time.
For I am the shadow of your doubt
That's killing you inside.
Or maybe I'm the shame taking over your emotions
Causing you to hide.
I am the angel in your nightmares
And the demon in your dreams.
Just the parasite that is killing you,
Tearing apart your seams.
And as you call me your love
By your rules I cannot abide.
For I am nothing but your death.
This gorgeous summer night
Is the pinnacle of beauty,
A symphony of pure light.
We lay whispering,
Dreaming of storms gone,
Of thunder which crushed the void,
Of blue flickering scars,
Marring the night sky,
Connecting the clouds with the stars,
And the stars with our lies.
In delirious moments,
In languid dreams,
The lie is a shadow,
Full of life,
Creeping through our sordid souls,
A eulogy of bygone light,
Another summer storm.
Awake.
To the humming of the world,
surrounding you,
intensifying,
making endless leaps as you sleep.
Progress as simple as leaving your door,
ingenuity is a moral dilemma
and creativity is what you see in your dreams.
It's so easy to lose yourself here
in this expedient
effervescent
materialistic world.
Where goals are meeting next years quota
and improved profit margin.
In the few spare moments it takes
to make a cup of coffee,
you find yourself.
Awake.
To the truth of this world
and your wasted time
among the rat race.
In a single second
the illusion is shattered.
Ignorance is bliss,
living in a trance we take no ti
Current Residence: Charlottesville Favourite genre of music: Industrial, Gothic, Ebm Favourite photographer: Lithium Picnic Favourite style of art: Anything creative. I like it when people manage to mix catagories and create something beautiful. Operating System: Windows 7 MP3 player of choice: Zune Favourite cartoon character: Gir from Invader Zim Personal Quote: "I know all about endings, it is beguinnings that elude me". -Marion Zimmer-Bradley
So, I got an offer to do some work on an animated logo for a fishing TV show. It doesn't pay, but it'll give me TV credits and potential for future work. This will be my first time doing...well...much of anything animated, so it should be a good learning experience!
Plus, in this business, it's not what you know but who you know. Such is the joy of being a commercial artist?