Tuesday, 20 December 2011


Releasing myself from the material trap of civilization to explore my own spiritual nature, i woke my mind's natural healing ability. I closed my eyes and transcend into times of empathy...

Sunday, 27 November 2011

Breeder of Sinners

knowing that his self-contained nature will never lead him through hollow lands, he morphed his soul in the form of a bird as a mediator… but his eager to attachments made him a wingless creature, stuck… the life in his womb will never see the light; sentenced to eternal auto-pilot...

Monday, 31 October 2011

Paradox of Time

...as i was trying to drown my sorrows, i forgot that each wasted day is a future regret.

Sunday, 16 October 2011


...and it wove itself carefully into a cocoon of its own thoughts.

Monday, 10 October 2011

at loss for words

As some say voice is a human gift that should be cherished and used, silence is equivalent... Words seem like dispensable stains, at loss for words i tend to progress...
(under construction)

Wednesday, 31 August 2011


As much as I enjoy drawing, I found a new way to release my anger.

Sleeping Geisha Earrings

Thursday, 21 July 2011

Dead Weight of Human Waste

". . .an ever-increasing spawning class of human beings who never should have been born at all."

Friday, 15 July 2011

Monstrous Vermin

as heavy as i felt i tried to morph my body and give myself wings, but i'll always remain a monstrous vermin...

Monday, 16 May 2011

Stuck together...

" I may be strong-minded, but no one can say i'm out of my sphere now, for woman's special mission is supposed to be drying tears and bearing burdens. " Louisa May Alcott

Tuesday, 19 April 2011

Hatching through...

"It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad." Clive Staples Lewis

Monday, 18 April 2011