Some of my Pictures
Some of my Writing
I awoke with a bang not knowing where I was? Or even who, I was? Only seeing the darkness ahead of me. There were so many questions clouding my thoughts. Who am I? What was I doing here? Where I'm I? What is my purpose? Darkness was all I could see it was like I was closing my eyes and couldn't open them or I was asleep but with full consciousness. I was trapped with only my thoughts. No way to entertain myself, no one to talk to. I was truly alone. As time went on depression seeped into my every thought filling my heart with disparity and pain. I often caught myself talking to myself which usually helped to keep me sane. Then it all happened at once light flooded my vision so bright it blinded me temporarily at that moment I thought to myself “oh great. Now I’m blind” but as my sight returned everything began to look so alive, vibrant and beautiful. The stars and planets came together almost in perfect alignment along with everything I would later call home. It was hard to functioning in this body moving was a constant chore. Most of the time I would just drift in space bumping into almost everything in my way.
As time passed the world’s around me all different in their own ways some with desolate mountains and violent storms of lightning and acid. But others harboring vast vegetation and deep forests. Fascinating skies filled with stars and adoring planets filling the horizon with a delicate purple and blue sky. Most world’s were devoid of life and carried potent clouds that even I kept my distance from. Even though there weren't very many life bearing planets they always seemed to surprise me. From the plants they harbored to the beauty and diversity of each planet. At first I don't want to change things and interfere with these places beauty. I was like a ghost not to interfere but to observe. But my curiosity got the best of me. I wanted to know deeply if I was alone in this world. But to my disappointment there was nothing. No life, well at least intelligent life and when I say that I mean none I could communicate with or at least enjoy their company. Time seemed to bend at my will or by way I felt like when I was sad or bored time was slow and aggravating. Sometimes I would be able to control time make it go faster or slower or even freeze it for that matter but it drains my strength to the max and most of the time I would become unconscious for who now's how long. But when I enjoyed the beauty of this prison I called home time was faster and I could never be happy with the imagery of this void or grasp with my joy and make it stay. Even though this beauty surrounds me a thought or in better words a wish lingered in the back of my mind. Why can’t I share this beauty with someone else? What was my purpose? And how am I? It hurt me so much to just think about those questions. Like a knife slowly poisoning my thoughts with pain and sorrow.
One day I was drifting in empty space trying to forget I was alone in this abandoned corner of the galaxy. Just staring at the life below me. Today was the slowest time had moved naturally in my entire existence. My wall’s began to crumble like a revolution was fighting in my brain trying to let my anger out. My anger took control of my every action. Depression had swallowed my thought’s slowly going insane. I didn’t want to be me. Why did it have to be me here alone forced to wander through this endless maze I couldn't ever escape! Constantly reminded of how alone I was. Rage, terror, hatred, and sorrow had eradicated every feeling of joy I had ever felt. Happiness had slipped straight through my fingers every time I bumped into it. what was the point of life if you couldn't feel joy. World's crumbled and sons dissolved as my carnage swept through galaxies I knew obliterating everything in my path.
As my anger spread more and more worlds plunged into darkness and chaos. My carnage was so potent at a single touch of my finger worlds would implode caving in on themselves. I was angry at who created me, or whatever created me, why there were so much beauty but no one to share it with. I wanted to destroy everything they created because of what they did to me. I would desolate every planet one by one. I found it ironic that their own creation that they made to set balance to the galleys instead destroyed everything they created. But as I was doing this I remembered the first planet I had found full of life and beauty. At that moment I was looking at the most beautiful planet I had ever seen. Animals where plentiful and the same for the deep vegetation. For a time I was happy again. The thought of being alone didn't bother me and I could feel the love that my creator had for me and he wanted me to live with happiness and hardship because without one there cannot be the other. This planets beauty exceeded everything I had ever seen. The sky was vibrant blue without clouds to scare away the sun. The overflowing oceans filled with life and animals I had never seen. Some with colors that seemed to glow in the dark of night like a beacon. This planet that I now call beau helped me see clearer then I had ever seen guiding me to my purpose.
Today I started my search to find the rest of my kind which during my time on bountiful. I wanted to do this because in a dream I saw someone. She looked like me. When I first saw her she was calling to me. Telling me to find her and release her from her prison of ice. Her eyes were the color of ice freezing me with something kind of like fear. She had brown hair with strands of blond. She was beautiful. I didn’t know where to go? Or where to look for that matter? So I started off on my journey to find a friend. At first it was great and I could only think about what she would think of me when I woke her. Would she think I was annoying and irritating. Or would she think I was a good friend to be around. About halfway through my trek it became cold and miserable. Around every corner I said “She's right there I can see her” then she wasn't. Every night I could see her in dreams calling to me. It felt like someone had a rope tied around me lightly tugging me in her direction. Some days I would think I might never get to her and if I did find her I might not be able to release her from her prison. There was so many doubts going through my head telling me to turn back and live a happy life. But I knew that if I did not free my people I would be alone forever and I would be lost in time and my purpose forgotten. This journey wasn't all bad, it gave me time to practice my new found power that I could control time in a confined area. I could make a flower in the wind freeze in place capturing its beauty. Or I could make a sapling grow into a mature into a giant towering every tree around it.
As time passed the world’s around me all different in their own ways some with desolate mountains and violent storms of lightning and acid. But others harboring vast vegetation and deep forests. Fascinating skies filled with stars and adoring planets filling the horizon with a delicate purple and blue sky. Most world’s were devoid of life and carried potent clouds that even I kept my distance from. Even though there weren't very many life bearing planets they always seemed to surprise me. From the plants they harbored to the beauty and diversity of each planet. At first I don't want to change things and interfere with these places beauty. I was like a ghost not to interfere but to observe. But my curiosity got the best of me. I wanted to know deeply if I was alone in this world. But to my disappointment there was nothing. No life, well at least intelligent life and when I say that I mean none I could communicate with or at least enjoy their company. Time seemed to bend at my will or by way I felt like when I was sad or bored time was slow and aggravating. Sometimes I would be able to control time make it go faster or slower or even freeze it for that matter but it drains my strength to the max and most of the time I would become unconscious for who now's how long. But when I enjoyed the beauty of this prison I called home time was faster and I could never be happy with the imagery of this void or grasp with my joy and make it stay. Even though this beauty surrounds me a thought or in better words a wish lingered in the back of my mind. Why can’t I share this beauty with someone else? What was my purpose? And how am I? It hurt me so much to just think about those questions. Like a knife slowly poisoning my thoughts with pain and sorrow.
One day I was drifting in empty space trying to forget I was alone in this abandoned corner of the galaxy. Just staring at the life below me. Today was the slowest time had moved naturally in my entire existence. My wall’s began to crumble like a revolution was fighting in my brain trying to let my anger out. My anger took control of my every action. Depression had swallowed my thought’s slowly going insane. I didn’t want to be me. Why did it have to be me here alone forced to wander through this endless maze I couldn't ever escape! Constantly reminded of how alone I was. Rage, terror, hatred, and sorrow had eradicated every feeling of joy I had ever felt. Happiness had slipped straight through my fingers every time I bumped into it. what was the point of life if you couldn't feel joy. World's crumbled and sons dissolved as my carnage swept through galaxies I knew obliterating everything in my path.
As my anger spread more and more worlds plunged into darkness and chaos. My carnage was so potent at a single touch of my finger worlds would implode caving in on themselves. I was angry at who created me, or whatever created me, why there were so much beauty but no one to share it with. I wanted to destroy everything they created because of what they did to me. I would desolate every planet one by one. I found it ironic that their own creation that they made to set balance to the galleys instead destroyed everything they created. But as I was doing this I remembered the first planet I had found full of life and beauty. At that moment I was looking at the most beautiful planet I had ever seen. Animals where plentiful and the same for the deep vegetation. For a time I was happy again. The thought of being alone didn't bother me and I could feel the love that my creator had for me and he wanted me to live with happiness and hardship because without one there cannot be the other. This planets beauty exceeded everything I had ever seen. The sky was vibrant blue without clouds to scare away the sun. The overflowing oceans filled with life and animals I had never seen. Some with colors that seemed to glow in the dark of night like a beacon. This planet that I now call beau helped me see clearer then I had ever seen guiding me to my purpose.
Today I started my search to find the rest of my kind which during my time on bountiful. I wanted to do this because in a dream I saw someone. She looked like me. When I first saw her she was calling to me. Telling me to find her and release her from her prison of ice. Her eyes were the color of ice freezing me with something kind of like fear. She had brown hair with strands of blond. She was beautiful. I didn’t know where to go? Or where to look for that matter? So I started off on my journey to find a friend. At first it was great and I could only think about what she would think of me when I woke her. Would she think I was annoying and irritating. Or would she think I was a good friend to be around. About halfway through my trek it became cold and miserable. Around every corner I said “She's right there I can see her” then she wasn't. Every night I could see her in dreams calling to me. It felt like someone had a rope tied around me lightly tugging me in her direction. Some days I would think I might never get to her and if I did find her I might not be able to release her from her prison. There was so many doubts going through my head telling me to turn back and live a happy life. But I knew that if I did not free my people I would be alone forever and I would be lost in time and my purpose forgotten. This journey wasn't all bad, it gave me time to practice my new found power that I could control time in a confined area. I could make a flower in the wind freeze in place capturing its beauty. Or I could make a sapling grow into a mature into a giant towering every tree around it.