Saturday, August 25, 2007

The reasons are unknown. The thoughts...
inexplicable. Bright lights, blinded by the
veil of life's sardonic morality. Souls lost,
devoured by wraithlike beings. Here lie
men, existing, but not truly.

Among them, one stands out in particular.
His eyes are different from the rest. A
perculiar calmness permeates his sight.
utterly amazing, even to himself, that in
times of great despair, an expression of
certainty can yet triumph...


Oasis Mountain said...

I really like your sketches!! I'm a big fan of your work. You have a very unique style.

BlueJackJohnson said...

Nice compositions!