Sentient Mentality

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12:12, 12/12/12

What does the number mean to you?

The 12th day of the 12th month at the age of 12… wish I could, but I’ll never forget.

12 bottles in a case of liqour.

Two 12’s in a case of beer.

12 smokes in half a pack, what a way to start the day.

12 inches in a foot long joint or was it 13; what a way to end it.

Sometimes 12 hours sleep in 12 nights.

12 years after wasn’t enough. Another 12 … almost there.  I think its about right.

What is 12?  Just a number?

Where does your strength come from?

A day?  A number?  A name?  A song?

Something meant to be right but ended up going wrong?

I can feel my skull splitting with an urge, a surging need

To empower you with your own history

To make things all right again.

Just to be me.

 

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Playing with photoshop, this slipped out of my brain years back.  A reminder of  the chaos that can grow in one’s head.  It made a good wallpaper for a long time.  My best art is never intentional.  Can’t tell you where it comes from… just emotion escaping me I suppose.

After I’d finished this one, I remember seeing many distorted faces… what do you see?

To date, all artwork on my site are my creations with the exception of my lyrical inspiration pieces.