It seems unless I'm making something for a video game or some other type of media, I just don't have the motivation. Not sure why.

On a positive note; if anyone wants to give me something to work with, just message me about it.

Youtube and here pretty much.

what happens after death, but think about the horrible ramifications of that; the most vile and rich men would have control over what happens after death as well, giving them an extra thing to rule over you with and keep you in line.

Perhaps it is not for us to ever know this particular mystery about existence as it is unattainable for a reason. We are merely meant to accept and respect death. Our fear of it is what keeps us from truly living; to do more than just survive, but thrive.

Life is a game, and one doesn't work a game; they play it.

As far away from it as possible.

I am so fed up with this daily grind of just being able to survive. I'm breaking out of this prison of boredom if it fucking kills me, but for now... fuck work! I'm watching the Mario Movie with my siblings.

Fuck it!

I'm supposed to be sad about it, but I honestly feel as if my life is only just beginning. I feel like a butterfly finally coming out of their cocoon. I've always been a late bloomer after all.

The way of the mystic is to let every outcome in life lead them along the path of progress; to go with the flow as to fight is to flee from one's own destiny.

I simply do not care. He is a dreamboat-and-a-half.

I have been thinking for awhile now that the patterns, symbols, and ideals humanity has formed is a very natural desire to always want to understand the world around us, but the problem lies therein on trying to assign control to things that do not always need to be controlled. Sometimes one needs to stop for a moment and come to the revelation that the greatest way to have order within one's self is to realize that everything around us is indeed just chaos, chaos in its purest form, and when everything is chaos, nothing is, so you can calm down now.