perhaps i have been to engrossed with the graphic world in the last couple of weeks that i have decided to close the portal to the ever-loved thinking machine, and that is the blog of the soul.

thinking has always been second nature to me, and that leads me to think that i have loved graphics for the reason that it pulls me out of the organic cookie jar and places me in a plate full of gummibears and jellybeans.

well. sweetness and colors don't last long in the hitlist. It takes the last gust of wind, a kiss from the cold night air that whispers to the gentle ears of a crying baby,to make it all go back to what really matters: the deep, dark cookie jar and the bleakness of it's existence.

the hope to find oneself engulfed in the comfort of burning bliss keeps us steady as the mind conjures life's enchantment to see that we follow through.

analogy of life: such simple logic, such exquisite output.

i will tint my windows black for the last time.
..



back to the plate please, *snap snap*.