if i even have any.

haven't updated new phtos in a while because this website is too complicated and it takes too long.

hit me up on my flickr if you like any of my work.

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the ultimate theory of man results in one basic concept...chaos.
it created us and we constantly surround ourselves with it. the veryday things our minds preceive that we never think twice about is chaos. thoughts, within themsleves, are chaos. a manifestation of reacting chemicals in tightly knits atoms consiquentaly bouncing of one another that creates the cells of the working tissue that is your brain. it is the basic of what chaos in itself, preceives, as life. in all sense, every aspect of life is a conceivement of our minds. light only exists because some sensory neurons in your brain make it apear in your eyes. so therefore life is only a series of preceptions of what our brains are sensing? eactly that and not thta. everything about out living could essentially not even exist. for all intensive purposes we are with out intent and purpose. questions like the meaning of life have no meaning and that's exactly what they are suppsed to mean. having everything mean nothing sounds scary, but what is fear other than a word. and with that what is a word, a series of symbols as a means of cummincating ideals and spreading thoughts. speech is somthing beautiful that is taken for granted. it is also something so ridiculous that is difficult to understand whay and how it came about in the first place. what are words in their own right? who gets to decide what constitutes something as a word, which symbols are allowed to create words, and in that the definition of those decisions? why do words need definitions? because mankind likes to have a meaning for everything. that's all thoughts truly are, a menaing. they're our brains making meaning of the chaos that surrounds us.
everything means nothing.
and nothingness goes on forever, which is exactly why it is NOTHING.


why doe sthe above exist?
that's just the way the molecules reacted today.
what's more important:
that our minds have created
or
the creations of our minds

the world wil never know.
and neither will i.

my life suddenly does no longer feel as if it were a blackhole. i truthfully feel more conscious and aware than ever. eloquence without poise or grace, and a pretty face. words always spoken, but never fully understood. knowing what it all measn without letting what would normaly affect you emotionally actually affect you. feelings are a beautiful and ugly thing.
whay are philosophers so few?
because infinitance is hard to accept and let exist in itself.

dream is destiny.

more up soon.

i have a bunch of new prints up that i've been developing. i am really proud of most of them since i AM doing them myself and since they're my frist prints i've ever made.

check 'em out.

not that i have like a fan base or anything, but i know i havent posted in a while.
i'm developing on tuesday, so yeah, then i'll have some sweet shots of shaolin and my recent trip to kenosha =].