Art in any form (especialy Sequential
Art, Blotter Art, Photography, Trippy Animations and Music)
Beautiful Women, Femme Fatales,
Vixens, Sex, Sodomy, Hallucinations, Visions,
Spiritual Enlightenment, Psychadelic
Journeys, DMT, Eyes, Fashion, Nice Tits, Lingerie (especialy thongs and booty shorts. yummy.) Paige Starr, Making Out, the "Eye of
Contemplation", the Bizarre, the Esoteric, Violence (mostly in bed) Chaos, Maynard James Keenan, and... Comic Books. I fell in
love with the medium before I even knew how to read.
Anyone with something interesting to say. Creative people with imagination. Other artists. Anyone in the comic book industry. Photographers, Musicians, Poets, Scientists, Philosophers, Writers, Porn Stars, Graffiti Artists, Visionaries, Models and... Stan "The Man" Lee. Oh, and of course, any possible Collaborators.
Who i wouldn't like to meet: Corporate "artists". Stop defacing our nation you f***ing vandals. Mediocrity has little aesthetic value.
"Pre-Mature Enlightenment"
The night began like any other: with the consumption of a variety of drugs. Most likely a combination of Barbiturates and Alchohol, but possibly Cocaine. I don't really remember. Just something to get the night started, you know? I wont go into the specifics of where I was or with who or what we were doing... I'd like to avoid name-dropping. But, whatever I was doing with whoever wherever, began to lose its appeal as the night went on. Once I get past midnight, my nocturnal mind gets creative. I could feel it. I needed to get away from everyone. I needed to go psychoactive...
My Shmookum Wookums.
..I found a friend who deals in shrooms. This night he had something special. Peote. He gave me careful instructions to mix the portioned green powder with water and drink it. He said it tasted terrible and I'd probably throw up. He wasn't kidding. The powder mixed with water became a pastey drink which I choked down and somehow managed to keep down. Now, I wait...
..It came on strong with infomercial host's voices in my head announcing my imminent demise. "Izik was another casualty of the drug era" they rambled. I'm too smart for this. Too centered. Deep breath. Pull it together, man. Silence. And this is when things get interesting. This is when the Tripper gets his money's worth. This is when the Psychonaut gets his epiphany. And this is when I got a glimpse of God. I got a glimpse of the universe. I got a glimpse of myself. And we were all the same. Just like every human mind, soul and body. Just pieces. We're all just pieces of the universe. Of God's conciousness. I died that night. That night, I was reborn. I watched thousands of years speed by out my window. The seasons lasted a few seconds at a time. How lucky I am to be alive. How lucky we all are to be a part of this beautiful world.
"Post-Apocalyptican Stroll"
(Disclaimer)...
..I apologize for any part I play in the glamorization of drug-use. Drugs can be extremely dangerous to your mental, physical and especialy spiritual health. The stories depicting my own experiences with hallucenogens are meant to help you (or whoever actualy reads this stuff) kind of see where i'm coming from with my art. My drawings are an attempt to capture a glimpse of other frequencies of reality for the convinient viewing pleasure of... whoever. My work is inspired by dreams, strange expieinces and yes, past expirimentation with hallucenogens. However, I strongly believe that meditation, prayer and strong, sober contemplation are better, safer ways to expanding your spiritual "eye". You can spend a night tripping out, feeling enlightened... and the next morning your just confused and tired. It's hard to get a lot of lasting value out of it.
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Myspace Friends Space Generator
I have no friends.
Dark Market
Fuck Face
The Evil One
POWERGIRL 5000
J Bizzle
Summyr K
Industrial, Metal, Prog, Drum & Bass,
Trance, Hip Hop, Pop and whatever happens to suit the mood or situation.
At heart, I'm a metalhead.
THIRD EYE
Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.
On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.
In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...
A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.
"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?"
Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...
"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"
Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.
So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.
-TOOL
Too many to mention them all. My favorite movie of all time is Fight Club. Also: The 25th Hour, The Rules of Attraction, Eyes Wide Shut, A Clockwork Orange (pretty much anything by Stanley Kubric) City of God, Endless Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, American Psycho, Sin City, Apocalypse Now, Se7en, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Trainspotting, The Beach and, of course, anything with Super Heroes in it.
"What you have to consider is the possiblity that God doesn't like you. Could be, God hates us. This is not the worst thing that can happen."
-Tyler Durden
I LOVE Adult Swim, especialy Metalocalypse, Frisky Dingo and The Venture Bros. And does anyone remember Liquid T.V.? Back when MTV was still edgey and cool... I used to LOVE The Maxx and Aeon Flux. O yea, I really liked the Spawn series on HBO. Okay, okay, I watch cartoons. So what? These days I try to spend my time doing more constructive things then watching T.V., but often fail.
"The unobserved state is a fog of probabilities, a window of and for error. The watcher observes, the fog collapses, an event resolves. A theory becomes a fact... What is the truth? Tell me, if you know. And I will not believe you. Things are never what they seem. Clean gloves hide dirty hands - and mine are dirtier than most... Without truth, there can be no justice. Justice will be done!"
- Trevor Goodchild
I read comic books...
Because Im so fresh.
Okay, I do read the occasional novel, and I love anything by Chuck Palahniuk.
"You can always turn your back on a person, but you can never turn your back on a drug... especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye."
-Hunter S. Thompson
How about favorite artists..?
Alex Grey, Stephen Platt, Chet Zar, Cam De Leon, Meats Meier, Travis Charest, Greg Capullo, H.R. Giger, Whilce Portacio, Joe Quesada, Dack, David Finch, Jae Lee, Jim Lee, Salvador Dali, Dale Keown, Mike Turner, Marc Silvestri, Todd McFarlane, Patrick Blaine, Nar... and lots more...
My Father, a true integralist.
The Artist's Prayer
Creator of the Universe,
How infinite and astonishing
are your worlds.
Thank you,
for your sacred art
and sustaining presence.
Divine Imagination,
forgive my blindness
open all my eyes.
Reveal the light and truth.
Let original beauty
guide my every stroke.
Universal Creativity,
flow through me,
from my heart,
through my mind to my hand.
Infuse my work with spirit
to feed hungry souls.
-Alex Grey