Not-a-thing.


Tormorrow may never come. Today may never end. Yesterday might have never been done.

How do you know? There are memories, there are hard proofs, but how do you know it is true, not just made a nanosecond ago?

To some, this world might have just been empty. To many, this world might as well just be a couple of square miles wide. To many, sky with not be the limit, just their rooftops, or worse, the ceilings of the rooms and cages they made of themselves.



My cage is about a thousand cubic inches, surrounded by a dome of bone and layers of muscle and skin. I wonder if anyone had ever left their mark on me?

I wonder.

I forget.

I do not care.


I wish I care. I wish I never care.
Am I human? Do I want to be human? But living among human, what could you be if not human?


~underthiscruelceruleansky

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Come, beloved, dance wi' me.
Let me touch you and twirl your hair in my fingers.
Come beloved, come, come, come.

I love you.

I don't know. I might be drunk. Drunk on your loveliness, drunk on your beautiful smile.
I am in love I guess.

O' come, beloved, because I fear coming to you.

O' beloved, I fear, I fear, I am mortally afraid.
If I tell you my love, will you keep smiling at me? Will you frown? Will you shun me?

Please, o' please do not.
O' beloved, I fear you, oh I do, I do fear you, beloved.

So please come beloved, my heart kept on bleeding, for fear, for love.
Could this be love, if I keep on fearing? O beloved, do I really love you?
Is not love stronger than fear, o' beloved tell me, tell me, please.


Oh oh oh, beloved, be love, be love, be my love, love me, love me, love me...

O love, is this love?
Can this twisted, black, and gnarled thing be called love?
Oh, it cannot be, it cannot be.

For Juliet, Romeo cast away his pride and his life. For Helen's sake many died. For Siegfied's slight, did Brunhilde cursed herself, her love, and the whole world.


This could not be love, but still, but still, love, I wish it is...

Drat, scanner's getting errors.
Dunno', a bit too bright. Can't change the settings, either.
Made my Ghoul Queen horrible, still tweaking her in software, so probably edit her in a few days.
King jester came in bright too, and with a help of saturation he became the bright emperor of all jokers you can see in my gallery, which turned out great IMO.
The Queen need less saturation perhaps, hers is already too dark from the beginning.
School is fine, as in I'm still in it.
Dunno.

Life is progressing, still waiting for love, death hasn't come knocking yet, so I might even try the diet. Heh.

What'cha doing over in the next horizon?
How are ya, Angea? How's life, Sakura? Are you fine, Soltian? Brother Roach, I'm mightily bored out of my mind. Alpen, how come you're not shooting flowers no more? Sats, you'd prolly not seeing this, but best of luck. Psych, I'm gonna pound on your and Nomex's door one day and demand a picture and a short story for 50 cents each, if I've ever found your adress. Empty, more poetry? You haven't been here for a while, Gotts? Chee, I think I miss you. ANRY COME BACK! Kaze, school done yet? 2nd bro, whose nickname I forgot at this instant of 7.30 AM in the morn after I didn't sleep, more sketches, a'right? Who else? Who lese?
I'm typing with eyes half-closed, pardon for typo errorrs.

Love ya all. If I ever know love.

Dance, sway, sway, lala lalala lalala lala lala la~
Nyo.
Noy myo myo Nyonyonyoro nyo pyoon nyooo.
Nyong Nyororonyo pyoroooon. Pyon.
Moy tron nyo poy poy ngonyongonyo moooypyo.
Nyo.