Judging Rage

Look into my world, Hear my words, Swirl with me on the hurricane winds, Tear out my eyes, Eyes, unclean in the turbulance, Destruction looms over volatile hills, Crumbling mountain tops tilt, Georges swallowing me, Into the abyss I swirl, In the turbulent hell, Its swallows me. Violence and shame, Beating me into the ground,…

F*****g Bi-Polar Rage

I have Bi-polar Disorder and there are times like tonight where I suffer from severe rage. It triggers from little things, the most unimportant, trivial, nuances of life. I work so hard to control it. Tonight, I feel about to lose that control. So here I am writing about it, hoping to gain control back and to be the strong man I am.

Thinking Out A Project

Raw emotion is a dangerous tool for me.  Emotion is the basis of my creativity.  My art is dependent on the mood I am in.  My mind uses my mood as a palate and my hand as a tool. Today I am angry, torn, depressed, and enraged.  I feel like taking a pastel or tube…