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Tales of the Artist's Mosh Pit

Welcome to the inner depths of my mind; a collection of the everyday stories, laughs, music, photos, and art that makes up the Schwa. Hope you enjoy the view!
"The world today doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?"-Picasso

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

the Brain Box.

I am merely stuck in a shell,
A cage of my own making.
My prison of bones keeps me here,
Tied against myself.
But alas...
There is no key.


did you realize
when those grey eyes close
she dreams of hospital beds
lining wall to wall.
she loves it
and she wants it
yet hides it like the dark secret it is.

in whitewash rooms
painful words laying undisturbed
each feeding upon its own misery
nurses trying to clean up the rotting mess.

these are her dreams
that girl you so desperately need
that girl you love
that girl you envy
her nightmares form blackened puddles
screeching at the white walls
but no one can clean
the mess she leaves behind.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

A Simply Different Perspective.

Title is self-explanatory, really.


I Love You!

Kitty, Darling


Where I go, Brick goes. And where Brick goes, I go.

Yellow Brick Road

It leads to a magical forest of wonder and sparkle, filled with singing cats and dancing trees.

...And if Only I Lived on the Coast, Things Would Be Different.

Technicolor Throw Up

Looking Glass

We Won't Look Back Until We're Gone