World Peace


Circle; This is an abstract of elements of my life.  The bicycle that becomes balloons that becomes a master plan perspective of trees that cast a tree shadow.

Space travel.
The trip to Mars is successful.
Every country in the world decides to join on the voyage of space.
All the Sci-fi movies are suddenly becoming a semi-reality.
Suddenly while exploring space, an alien species is discovered.
Surprisingly, Humans are the superior more advanced race.
Humans realize the Universe is much larger than their little space on Earth.
Everyone joins together to further space exploration.
The Earth unites as one becoming a single country.
All the great minds come together to advance the civilization even further.
Suddenly everyone is now just ‘human.’
Not black, white, asian, hispanic, man, woman, young, old, rich, poor.

Then and only then will we achieve world peace.
A common purpose.

Shit We Think but Won’t Say


Two Birds of a Feather; Literal abstract interpretation of the famous saying ‘two birds of a feather’

*Warning, you may be offended by the following content*

Why do people still believe in God?
Can we not simply agree it was man-made to answer the unknown questions?
It is quite frankly a primitive concept.

Men and women will never be equal.
It is physically impossible, so quit trying.

Everyone has turned in to a care bear.
You can’t have a simple conversation without someone getting offended.
The great thing about individuality is we can express our opinions.
The bad thing is we cannot say it without consequence.

Race is not a choice.
Gender is not a choice.
Geographic location of birth is not a choice.
You don’t make that choice.
You are born from two people who decided to have sex.
So why do people judge each other on these things?

There are too many people in the world.
When a natural disaster or a war occurs,
A part of me thinks ‘good riddance.’

If you are easily offended by words,
Try decreasing your vocabulary.

Men, just because you have a dick does not entitle you to use it.
Women, just because you have tits does not entitle you to use them.

A good majority of the population should never have children.
Yes, accidents happen, if that is the case,
Give the child to people who can care for it.

Just because you are a certain race or gender
does not mean you must follow every stereotype they do.
Be yourself, not what the world wants you to be.

Fat people should not exist.
If you say you are fat because you are depressed,
that is complete bull shit.
You are depressed because you are fat and probably eat shit.

Women, if you wear tight clothes or show skin,
do not be offended when you are ogled at.
If you don’t want people looking at you,
consider your fashion choices before leaving home.

Men, when you see something you like
keep it to yourself.
We know.






Indiana Roots;  This is the story of my Indiana heritage.  Have lived here my entire life and that is part of the problem.  Appreciate where you come from, but get out while you can.


Do you ever feel like you contribute nothing to the future existence of humanity?
And that your very existence is just taking up space.
The Earth is massive , but the actual land that we can live off of is very limited.
No friends, no family, no children, no future prospects.
Just me and my two cats.
Working jobs that make no real impact on society.
Making art that doesn’t seem to inspire.

Actually waking up some days and saying out loud:

‘What am I actually here for?  If I don’t plan on having children, I am not looking for a job to further science development, space travel, technology, or culture.  What is my actual purpose outside taking up space and paying taxes to a government I don’t even fully trust has my back anymore.’

It is a hard question to answer.
As a human being, what is my purpose?
Would like to think that some day, somehow, one of my art works will be discovered and become famous and go on for hundreds of years of history as a masterpiece.

But who are we kidding?
We are just a small blip in history.
Do what you can while you are here before it is all over.
That is what they tell us to think, right?

Suppose the only thing you can do is keep going until something great happens.

…or you die.