I lie.  I will comment but only so shortly.  I like art for it is genius beyond the imagination as it expresses anything and everything.  What the frak am I talking about? I don't know oh but I do I just don't want to tell.  But IT TAKES SO MUCH EFFORT!  I feel lazy though.  You people here; if any of you read this which I doubt to the fullest extent, are exquisite for your fine works and uncanny ability to be who you are through and through.  I can only look on and feel envious of what has been made and of what is to come.  I favorite your works because I like them for what they are as they show more then a pond filled with riches.  So when

Bland, that I am.   I see a world, a ever pretty world. All I can do is see it and hardly be able to interact with thee. Life is simply going on, and I am being dragged along. A simple person with plenty of no-diversions. Run that way, now run this way. Sit, stay, now go away. It's all I ever seem to do. I have a choice, a very limited choice. Do what I say and you'll be fine. Don't do what I say and you'll end up in pain. Rather awful that. Does it make me bad? I am a bad excuse for a person, knowing well what I can entail. Wish to do nice things.  Dream of doing wonderful things. But alas that cannot come to pass. Have no ski

Hello everyone. Its been awhile since I wrote anything on this journal douhickey thing and I love the art work that has been made! Some ubber cute, some drastically serious, some with heart felt love, some searching for meaning and purpose, some hilarious, and a few that are off the wall along with many other genres. There artworks that are being produced and I like a lot of different kinds. And I am thinking that I should try some computer graphics film-ies because that would be awesome to do! But there wouldn't be any voices... I am shy and very quiet so there wouldn't be any sound. And it probably not show up until sometime very far in the