these are some thoughts i thought of during my mundane time.

boredom from mental exhaustion causes deep thinking. is the reason we go to church to cause this, to selfishly improve human lives in our imperfect ways, and not to worship god? if so, isnt it terrifying that there really is no god?

art is the expression of the idea. the complete or relatively complete grasping of the problem/idea.

something surreal (an artwork) that i thought of.
flowers, bright yellow with nice-sized petals, at first identical. each surrounded by a small forcefield, activating at different times with different lengths of time. the flowers grow roots/tendrils, some trying to enter the space of other flowers.

on a lighter note, my mom actually asked me when i was going to get a piercing. december i think. =)


the shirt.
the love.