busy signalI took this name to remind myself to remain humble. May I always remember.
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I"m not going to be able to get to anything on my devwatch for the next few weeks as I'm going to be spending every spare moment working on some tshirt designs for a band that will, for now, remain nameless.
Get in contact with me here and there if you'd like, as I'll probably need a friendly voice or two as I stress out over this new project.
Be well.
hope all is well <3
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simplistic complexity
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Come see my web comic on Deviant Art! ~TheGodMachineComic
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I'm the cruelest nine months anyone can suffer.
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I'm the cruelest nine months anyone can suffer.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
Thanks for the comments! I send a note to sagenlicht and told him to check out my nun pics!
Chat with you soon my love!
Hope you are being as bad as ever with your boxers and combat boots!
Dirty boy
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Today we remember, giving respect and tears and silence to the Seven.
Our rocket riders. Our space explorers.
Members of this human race that have screamed into the darkness above us, on rockets of steel and fire. Into the silent, starry vacuum.past the wild blue yonder.
The Columbia Seven:
Rick Husband
William McCool
Michael Anderson
Kalpana Chawla
David Brown
Laurel Clark
Ilan Ramon
Incinerated in the fiery fury of the stratosphere screaming by at mach 18..vaporized in an instant while trying to reave our atmosphere opento returnto be with their loved ones again.
These were our rocket-riders. Our space menthey took the risks and spit in the face of gods to blast into the starry maw that surrounds us for eternity.
I try to imagine the final instants when the heat tiles were raped away and were stripped into the mach 18 slipstreamthe fiery screams and the instant of the realization that it was all overlife was over and they were going to die.i cannot imagine that.
Take some time today. Be silent and think of our rocketmen and their families..imagine the heart-pains.be silent and remember those that have been incinerated into the ether.
Take the time and hold the ones you lovelife is fleeting and fragile.there may be no tomorrow.
From all of me to all of you: live and love, there is not anything more.
may the souls of our RocketMen rest in peace.
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Versuche zu verstehen...
When I have some more time I will give your gallery the attention it deserves, but the little bit I did see is just amazing!
Keep up the good work and thanks for the chat!
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