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Female Full Body Stock: Desert Dancer 21
Stock: Marcus Ranum
Second submission for the Artifical Reality Series.
A fan art for "Romance & Fantasy Online" aka RF Online.
All Hollow's Feast : Print available at deviantArt 16:21 August 22 2007
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Depression & Evil Eye released 15:04 August 09 2007
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Clairvoyance 13:16 June 26 2007
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Artificial Reality : Rosenrot 16:21 June 07 2007
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Loneliness v3.5 15:00 May 21 2007
Modifications: Reduced the shadows thus making the planet's texture visible.
The Trilogy of The End of the Dream 11:30 April 27 2007
The complete trilogy is now complete. After months of planning, blogging, and drawing. It has finally been accomplished. I felt really good completing a project I have been obsessed with. It was fun along the way. I hope I would finished my next projects soon. Read the Trilogy
Here are the trilogy as follows:The End of the Dream - Genesis of the Dream
The End of the Dream - Loneliness
Loneliness v3 17:47 April 26 2007
There was once a boy who dreamed to touch the stars. An astronaut he wished to be. An impossible ideal indeed yet he never stop dreaming. To reach their glow and shine like the sun. To reach the impossible ideal. He's dream and nightmares are always orbiting in his world with those stars so far away.
But the sands of unforgiveness buried his heart. Frustration had showed him fear and depressions. His hands who once had befriended graphite had long forgotten the anatomy of a human reality. His mind is full of worries. And his eyes have gone cold. The boy died burying himself with his regrets. For no one in his life had made him special. No one appreciated his existence. No one shared his life. Not even the grass which grew like weed. Not even the stone which break like dirt. Not even the stars who he once admired.
This is his requiem to the living. The remains of the boy who once dreamed.
Loneliness v1.5 21:27 April 17 2007
I have walked a hundred mile and there I was staring for the next thousands. Sleepless days are coming. The tranquil breeze silences the air. The shadows are behind me. And the earth shed tears to calm the thirst.
The giant's heart is beating. Like the pendulum dancing for eternity. Blood poured was lost. The kiss of death remained in your skin but your bones caress your fragile body. You have shed your cries countless times but the hills neither have eyes or ears to speak to you. Your breath has long since rot and in disgrace. And Only your dignity shines like a pearl surrounded by burning flames.
Defiance 22:55 April 16 2007
I realized it was almost a year since I graduated earning my four year diploma. Last year May 2006 was the beginning of my chosen path. And the road was full of bumps and slides.
College was hard especially for someone who is pressured with expectations. I remember the time I felt overprotected and distrustful from my biological family. And even today I don't want to spend even half a week under their roof. Technically it would be my permanent address but I didn't consider it being my true home.
My home was a cheap rented room. The walls were made of wood and there are holes gnawed by rodents. Its floors were un-repaired and underneath the fragile wood are lairs of cockroaches. But I was content with what I have. I have my computer whom was like my girlfriend already [which I always maintained clean, hardware and software wise].
I have career I am building with my own hands. I don't have car yet but my feet have taken me places. Teaching me there was still things in this world I must know.
I don't have a circle of friends. If I have to pour a glass of water that represent the people I consider comrades it would be like a few drops of liquid to the dying desert. Read...
Relearning my lost talents 15:25 March 27 2007
It's been awhile since I have started to pick up again my pencil. Long ago I have given up drawing manga sketches and no matter how many times I told myself I quitted there was still the urge for me to repeat again.
I have given up that hobby because of so many reasons. Reasons such as "It wasn't good enough" or "My works aren't even equal comparable to others". Yes envy and self doubts had shadowed my mind and made me give up. There was also the fear of painful criticisms and fear of being compared to others. Fear of being ridiculed and misunderstood. Read...
Filling up Empty Words... 19:00 March 07 2007
I have suffered during my junior-senior years my great depression. It had made me shed tears but my eyes aren't crying. It had made me tired and weary but my flesh and bones weren't. It had almost thrown my life away yet somehow I have made peace to my pasts and regrets. Finally I have earned my place to this untamed cruel world. Read...
Desperation 20:00 February 22 2007
The wheels of fate are turning... Creating the destiny that lies ahead of me. In this heart I am helpless to worry. Am I prepared to leave this place for financial security? Is the knowledge I learned is enough?
In my head are visions of bitter defeats and countless failures that may happen. Most of the time I wondered why do I am not like the others who are fortunate to have themselves study to the most prestigious schools with top class teachers. Is it my fault I have been cursed to graduate but still not meeting other's expectations? Am I worthy to lived to feel, see, and hear the bitter experience? Read...
Genesis of the Dream 11:00 February 08 2007
Let me tell you a story to chill the bones, 'bout a thing that I saw. One night wandering in the everglades. I had one drink but no more. I was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight. Gazing up at the stars. Out aware of a presence so near to me. Watching my every move.
Feeling scared and I fell to my knees. As something rushed me from the trees. Took me to an unholy place. And that is where I fell from grace. And they summoned me over to join in with them. To the dance of the dead. In to the circle of fire I followed them. In to the middle I was led.
As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear, but still I wanted to go. And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me. As I walked onto the coals...
-Excerpts from the song Dance of Death by Iron Maiden
The End of the Dream 10:47 February 07 2007
The time has come for my dreams to end... This day they will exist no more to my sleep. Blind are my eyes but thy heart is guiding me through the darkness. The shadows inside are calling deep within my mind. Longing for freedom of existence... Existence? It will only be a matter of time before they tore this shoulders that jailed them. It would be a matter of time before they break this ribs that had hide them. And soon they will flood my world like water.
Carrying my own cross 15:06 September 02 2006
May 2006 was memorable for me. I never thought graduation in college was this emotional. Though I enjoyed the "drinking aftermath". I can't help but worry. Sure now that classes are over and the hectic exams too. But there is no proof that things will work out well for me. Read...
Hatred 15:22 January 03 2006
If one wishes to be good. He would do anything to be true to his word. Even letting his enemies get the best of him. But...
...what is righteous? Is it what we have seen and what we believe?
Is being good still good enough for all?
Last year my eyes where opened to what the true faces people wear. The truth is people take advantage of people's goodness. What is righteous anyway? Is it living and preaching the word to all? Or is living for survival in this cruel world? Read...
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