Nice fancy render techniques thier grandma, Is that Vray, or just good ol mental ray?
I did a little prgramming a while back, about 5 years now,
Teh codez are lost in a infinite number of folies and mistaken dreams.
I thought an annual sig change is in order. I did update my avatar, so its a traditional thing...
The main competitors are:
My Life is a Bitter sweet after shock of adrenaline and fear...
And I Love It...
OR
"the wind bothers me, its sudden acrid coldness. The world around me darkens and the moon seems distant, unforthcoming, hostile"
Am siding with the latter of the two for now.
I have these floating round in my head from poetes throeists and books alike
Ill give you a cookie if you know who this is,
I find that nothing's ever exactly like you expect. There's always something to surprise you. Between the idea and the reality, between the motion and the act...
Falls the shadow.
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Darker side to my writing, -From, " Sins of the broken "
Really, it still stands in context, he is under interogation at the time, Ughh he was a character i didnt want to really write about, my own creation gets under my skin...
Passage,
I remember that at the time I wanted a skateboard, like all the other kids, my parents said no, we were too poor. So that night I went to the shed and got a hammer and a piece of wood...
and beat them both to death.
My foster parents bought me 5 skateboards... #'smirks'#
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Next up, part of my Luna journals,
Claim it as you will but you cannot hide from a peacekeepers sleep. And nether shall I.
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one from my notes,
From my first breath, to my last gasp, I will leave you no quart, leave no peace and give no mercy...
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One i found perticularly funny,
You talk to God, you're religious. God talks to you, you're psychotic.
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William blake,
To see the world in a grain of sand,
And heaven in a wildflower,
Hold infinty in the palm of your hand,
And enternity in a hour.
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Blood right work,
And as the thousands bleed stagnant and scream to plead for their lost memories and qustions in a melancholy pain and fear.
So I will croutch down, smile and whisper to the unending torrent of lost souls,
no...
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Original cover.
We are forsaken and I will be thier saviour or destroyer
My name is Ject and this is my Blood right...
Thats all i can be bothered digging from my archives for now,
Oh and a few i just thought of,
Give a man a gun, he will fight,
Give a man hope, he will die,
Give a man reason, he will kill,
Give a man peace, he will live.
Also,
Evil is not a single mistake or action, no my child evil is a path you have chosen, at every point in your life no matter how mundane you had the choice, you simply chose wrong...
Night people
-Cb
