Saturday, January 15, 2011


Imagine the extent of our freedom if we were to put aside those things that we feel limit us.

aw da babae penguin :D 

[This post needed a picture to capture your attention. if your reading this.. then my plan probably worked. yayy]

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

stick figure humor

Just kidding.  and this amuses me. I dont own this photo, but its sillae [silly]

Sunday, January 9, 2011

This blog was fun, but now I'm bored.
me=attention span of dead goldfish [sometimes]

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Now Whats On My Mind..?


Thursday, December 30, 2010

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Mental Freedom

It really overwhelms me. But still.. I like it.

Monday, December 27, 2010

Whats On My Mind Lately?

"We all have the tendency to erect psychological barriers to protect us against anything new or unknown."

I've been doing that, and I don't like it.
But I'm doing better now:]

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Friday, December 24, 2010

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Abstract Creation #3

Combination of the Black&Blue Tree and A.B.#2

Abstract Creation #2

Art from my notebook that I edited via Computer

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Black &Blue Tree I Drew

Its cold outside and I like it

Tuesday, December 21, 2010


He sheds a lot.

Oh Karma.

"Here's a magic leaf."


"Nom Nom"

Oh karma.

Handle Your Impulsive Behavior With Herbal Tea :D

"Please drink some tea & try to handle your impulsive behavior responsibly."
Hah :] That's me..

"This vessel is a savage creature.
So don't think who your with is always who I really am.
All I ask from you is patience.
My true self is just beneath this skin." 

[Certain tea tames the beast I've discovered]

I recommend: Celestial Seasonings-herbal tea-sleepytime vanilla [click it perhaps?]

Oriah Mountain Dreamer- The Invitation

              This changed my life significantly

[In case you can't make out the words..]

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. 

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. 

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it. 

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. 

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. 

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. 

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. 

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. 

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

Its What You Make It

The Tiny Traveler

The Tiny Traveler 

Where do you come from?
Do you have a home?
Or are you completely alone?
You can't control where you go next.
A victim to the iron hands.
They move you just because they can.
How does it feel to be you?
Unknown to where your taken to.
Do you ever feel afraid?
Or do you love the path unpaved..?

Abstract Creation #1

         A bit of photo editing art I created the other day

Monday, December 20, 2010

2 Chew Toys Blinded With Love

[Thanks to Stryder-dog for contributing]

"All You Need Is Love"


In other words... I don't know how to finish this pic and im to lazy to google it.