If you look in the mirror you see yourself. Does yourself see it's self? Does yourself's self see it's self, or an elf? Or was that you?
Is the world we live in real or just a reflection of one of it's many selfs? And where is the mirror?
I know, the elf must have it! Or was it himself who had it all along?
Hidden in plain sight, under our very noses, shiny noses. So shiny that one may see the elf behind him holding the very glass object in which he resides. A shiny object so clean and without flaw that one may mistake himself with another, due to the perfection of his very own reflection.
Am I on a horse?
Friday, July 30, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
cookie chaos
"Most people like cookies, with milk." That apparently is not the same as saying "People associate cookies and ominously arranged paper clips with chaos."
Ah well, I tried. :)
Ah well, I tried. :)
Friday, June 11, 2010
80s burglar mopping
Listen to song, relax in home. Calm dusk. Blue-ish light fills the
room. Red-to-orange sunset window view.
Cue burglar entrance scene.
Camera panning by: bad guy's head as head looks behind corner. The
same bad guy's head at end of shotgun barrel.
Foot tapping on song rhythm; guitar solo starts. [bass boom]
Mopping up on the beat of remaining song.
Precious moment. :)
room. Red-to-orange sunset window view.
Cue burglar entrance scene.
Camera panning by: bad guy's head as head looks behind corner. The
same bad guy's head at end of shotgun barrel.
Foot tapping on song rhythm; guitar solo starts. [bass boom]
Mopping up on the beat of remaining song.
Precious moment. :)
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Adam's apple
Thursday, June 3, 2010
model
Or how a small car can make a big difference.
From someone who apparently cares and listens.
Thanks, D. ;)
From someone who apparently cares and listens.
Thanks, D. ;)
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
cvartet
The sun was up, the day was hot;
All the lilies were in the pot, baking
golden threads of joy and happiness.
Ah, humbug...
As I looked up, into the great blue yonder,
I took a moment and began to wonder:
Truly magnificent things
these... bridges over water.
Walk across the wall guided by the light,
See the pretty pictures, glowing oh so bright.
They'd be really neat, if not in black and white.
Carved in wood... engraved in stone...
It will chill you to the bone
And your soul will shape and turn,
As you both by then have learned
to love.
Humbug?!
All the lilies were in the pot, baking
golden threads of joy and happiness.
Ah, humbug...
As I looked up, into the great blue yonder,
I took a moment and began to wonder:
Truly magnificent things
these... bridges over water.
Walk across the wall guided by the light,
See the pretty pictures, glowing oh so bright.
They'd be really neat, if not in black and white.
Carved in wood... engraved in stone...
It will chill you to the bone
And your soul will shape and turn,
As you both by then have learned
to love.
Humbug?!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
servers crashing
And it was quiet; there were not many people around.
As I passed a coffee shop I overheard 2 guys talking about computers.
One of them was apparently very upset because "le-o cazut astora niste servere" [translation: some of their servers crashed]. The other guy was laughing.
I also find this kind of situation funny, since my imagination [being very active by nature] tends to take things literally. So that brief moment was the inspiration for the following doodle.
More to come. :)
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