It's interesting, how some people think. How they can complain about judgmental people, unable or unwilling to realize that they themselves are being the very thing they are complaining about by doing so. Liberalism is, at best the same as conservatism. If you were to hear them speak, they want the same things different ways. For instance all humans want sex, some like it with their own sex, others with the opposite, all with the underlying urge to penetrate or be penetrated. Both sides spend far to much time examining how they are different, and not enough time looking at how they are the same.

I was sitting at a coffee shop today, one of my favorites, it has a nice mix of just about every type of person. I often find them as well as the atmosphere inspiring. Next to me sat an older man, late fifties perhaps, with an apparent affinity for all things hippiesh, as well as bicycles ( so I gathered from the random “Nice bike” shout out to a passing cyclist in combination with the various “cycle” ware wielded by this individual ). His reasoning for biking had something to do with not wanting to support the “oil barons” and to protect the environment, all this while drink coffee that was imported from a country so far away, it likely took more fossil fuel to make its way there for his consumption than most people could go through in a year. Never mind the fact that he had a newspaper, how many redwoods were chopped down to provide him with something to complain about I wonder? How about the material the tires for the bike he loves so much? I suppose they were made out of environmentally safe rubber, and not at all manufactured in a country with more human rights violations than I have hairs on my head. I'm sure the frame on said bike is made out of post recycled metal... Right... I could go on but why?

Across from him stood a younger man, twentyish, and his apparent girlfriend also in her twenties. They were discussing how people have reacted to their, apparent frequent appearances in various public settings in the nude, a practice that is, fairly common around these parts, in wooded areas, clearings, hot springs, and just about any place else they can find to get away with it.

They start paddling on with several stories about how they have had to endure, undue attention whilst appearing in public naked, and how closed minded people are. One story in particular stuck out to me as I was banging away at my latest work in progress. Apparently the young couple, along with some friends, had been spending some time in a forest near a river that had various fine swimming spots, and were doing so in the nude. Across the river, at some point, some passerby's, young yuppie Hispanic catholics (per the couples description) with binoculars happened upon their nudist session, and proceeded to watch, continually getting closer as time went by. At some point they naked group decided to go over and ask the watchers to move on. This would be the point where I started to laugh to myself.

Now my understanding of the nudist thing is that they feel more comfortable naked, and believe others should too. So why exactly should it matter who is seeing you naked at that point. Why assume they are catholic simply because they are Hispanic? Why assume they are yuppies because they are donning gap jeans? If you don't want other people to see you, why appear naked in a public setting in the first place? Why have a 45 minute conversation about how narrow minded people are, and then use a story littered with ones own narrow mindedness as an example to prove your point?

In addition to this silliness, they start in on about the Iraq war, a favorite topic among those politically polar, where they admonish the US government for the whole war thing, innocent lives lost, etc, and then talk about how many firearms they own, how its their right to own and carry such firearms, and how they would be just fine putting down waste of life people as they have no “Christian moral value” preventing them from doing so. A little bit like being anti abortion and pro death penalty is it not? I could go on, but why?

Now you might be saying to yourself, this guy is being as judgmental to these people, as they are to conservatives. While this might be true, I never claimed I wasn't judgmental. While I do consider myself fairly open minded, I find flagrant hypocrisy to amusing to say the least. It's not hard to imagine how things in the world today got the way they are with people like this running around.


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Current Side Projects:

Well looking threw my gallery; I decided it was time to do a bit of cleaning. I'll be reposting some of my old favorites with a better border work. At some point I intend to post a few thing I've been working on, all be it slowly. Showcase some of the things I've learned about digital art over the past few years.

It also may become apparent that my tastes, art wise are very different from the last time I was active here at devart. With that in mind I’m a bit conflicted as to if I should clean out my gallery at all. The natural progression might be of interest to some, including myself, looking back to see where I’ve been as compared to where I am now.

In retrospect on the above thoughts, it becomes clear to me that looking back at myself artistically, has not much apparent value to me at this point and time. I find its better to concentrate on the present most of the time. I am a rather firm believer that we are what we are by nature at the time, not the some of the events and actions leading to where you are now. I wont go deeper at this time into that, we’ll just leave it at that.

dw

rose scented crimson...
a tear..
plummeting amusement..
Pleasure? Perhaps...
Floral entrancement..
Hide the pain, a pinch...
a twitch, don't look away
anticipation.
the Mother of fear
taste?
salty Sweet
can you feel it?

Random meaningless thought...

Who's out there? What are you doing here. Why am I here? If your bothering to read this don't pretend to understand the rambling, simply a catharsis, nothing more. No one can really understand anyone else. Nor should they. True understanding requires knowing that which cannot possibly be known. We all have perspectives, ideas of what others truly mean. But the more you try to understand someone else the less you understand yourself, as you attempt to see their point of view, you loose sight of what you truly feel.. And in so doing your own meaning becomes less meaningful, eventually pointless. You become what you hate, another person out there attempting to find truth in acceptance of others truths. Truth is what you perceive, not what others say, believe, know. No truth can be found in a statement, book, picture, painting. All are shadows of a truth that do not apply to yourself, and never will. You become empty, soulless, and at that point useless. I have no soul, I look for truth in places other than myself and in so doing have lost myself in the process. Examination of the problem, knowledge of the problem, and acceptance of the problem, does not fix the problem. I cannot change how I think, perceive others, perceive the world, the universe at large. I can only do what I already know, and what I already know is based on other truths that are really lies when applied to me. There is no truth to be found. Especially here.

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I've been gone, but never really left. If you find me let me know. Cause I can't find myself...

rose scented crimson...
a tear..
plummeting amusement..
Pleasure? Perhaps...
Floral entrancement..
Hide the pain, a pinch...
a twitch, don't look away
anticipation.
the Mother of fear
taste?
salty Sweet
can you feel it?

Random meaningless thought...

Who's out there? What are you doing here. Why am I here? If your bothering to read this don't pretend to understand the rambling, simply a catharsis, nothing more. No one can really understand anyone else. Nor should they. True understanding requires knowing that which cannot possibly be known. We all have perspectives, ideas of what others truly mean. But the more you try to understand someone else the less you understand yourself, as you attempt to see their point of view, you loose sight of what you truly feel.. And in so doing your own meaning becomes less meaningful, eventually pointless. You become what you hate, another person out there attempting to find truth in acceptance of others truths. Truth is what you perceive, not what others say, believe, know. No truth can be found in a statement, book, picture, painting. All are shadows of a truth that do not apply to yourself, and never will. You become empty, soulless, and at that point useless. I have no soul, I look for truth in places other than myself and in so doing have lost myself in the process. Examination of the problem, knowledge of the problem, and acceptance of the problem, does not fix the problem. I cannot change how I think, perceive others, perceive the world, the universe at large. I can only do what I already know, and what I already know is based on other truths that are really lies when applied to me. There is no truth to be found. Especially here.

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I've been gone, but never really left. If you find me let me know. Cause I can't find myself...

Smells funny in here...






Regards,