Cthulhu is Still CallingThe Enemy at the Gates, the “Other”, forever lurking in the darkness and plotting an invasion most evil and an enslavement most hideous, is probably the original seminal “narrative” that was born when humans first acquired self-awareness and began trying to explain themselves to themselves as they sat round their fires built at the mouths of their caves. Cthulhu is Still Calling :icontechgnotic: by :devtechgnotic: Wed Feb 29, 2012, 7:00 PM Having been thinking a lot about the origins of our globally held Dragon mythos in a recent article "Reptilicus Infernicus," I couldn’t help but not
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Three Stages of an Artist's LifeI have come to believe that an awareness of one's outlook on his or her art is as important (if not more so) as the actual art itself. It can be the key to one's growth or one's undoing. Regardless of your medium, I realized that there are basically three stages which all artists have in common. Please note that these are not exclusively progressive, but in fact quite often are regressive. It is important to always keep this in mind. As someone who has been through a LOT of struggles with art over the past few years, I wanted to share my new point of view with you lovely peeps. I will try to sound like I actually know what I'm talking about,
set fire to the sky. I was afraid to livebut had promised not to dieso I soaked my world in gasolineand set fire to the sky.The embers glow red nowthe fire eats the seamsof all my half-assed promisesand all my hopeless dreams.I dreamed of educationand now I'm getting D'sso I gave up studying for goodand curled up in my disease.I dreamed of true romanceand thought I'd found someoneand then the fear set inand all I could do was run.I dreamed of pleasing my parentsI dreamed of pleasing Godand I dreamed a dream, but now that dreamis in the embers, downcast, downtrod.The flames, they lick the skylike a thousand dragons' tongue
Crazy to Burn I have seen that which is not to be seen by those who are not meant to see it. Surely this means that I have broken the laws of see, or I was meant to see it in the first place. Alas, what has been is gone and what is yet to be has not happened yet. Lo, when the age of mushrooms falls upon the peaceful iced cream of the papyrus, this denotes the end of the age of quail. So, shall Smiffy's silent slippery staples slay Sally's sappy sparkplugs? I was not are the see. Slowly, the all encompassing blimp of fearful decadence shall descend in electronic rage to the twisted schrapnel of our lives.On that day, salvation will be found only in the sp
I May have Totally Lost it.... What the? I cannot even understand what I were, much less who they was, or even begin to tell grapefruits from that guy over there. It is the dawn of the night and the crow tolls for ye. I has no way to see them now, for they is be gonedededed. I traverse the bleak purple plain known to those who do not know it as simply "What the heck is that thing?" I had once wished for a bottle of sulfur-flavored juice, but now I have one and I know better. At the time, it appeared to me that he who forgets is tables. In the dark of the clams, it must be lunchmeat once again. And yea, I went that way one time, but then they built that apartmen
Insanity Plea Excuse me.. Yes, I'm talking to you. Don't look away.I'm not another number; Listen to what I say.Where are you going, running and pushing all day?You think you're moving ahead, but you're following.You're just going where everyone's already been.I'd rather be stark raving mad. At least I'd be free.Why should I be so very limited in what I can be?What's so great about being common, average?Why should I chase the signs and lights? Why follow?This walking in lines, standing in rows, it's hollow.I'd rather be a broken lunatic. Hell, it would be fun!Unique fragments are better than a boring whole.There's nothing great abou
The Aftermath 02 Cloak and Dagger Without hesitation, Link ran through the abandoned and run down Market, sword in hand, glancing around him in search of any enemies that might dare to get in his way. While Redeads had once plagued the market at all hours of the day, they had more recently become nocturnal, fearing those who made the Temple of Time their home and cut them down during the daylight hours. The market was nearly destroyed. The stores that had once thrived in the memory of Link’s childhood were falling apart, doors hanging off hinges and roofs half caved in. The back alleys where the shop owners had once made their homes were destro
The Aftermath 01 The sun retreated behind foreboding gray clouds, making the water of Lake Hylia look dark, cold, and uninviting. Shadows obscuring the view of the lake in front of him, Link glanced up at the sky and sighed heavily. Rolling mercilessly overhead, the clouds were unconcerned with the day to day lives of the Hylians below. It wasn’t uncommon these days for dark storm clouds to roll in very suddenly, particularly over this area of Hyrule. Stopping to watch the clouds roll curiously in and completely engulf the round sun in the sky, he pondered seeking refuge from what would surely be a torrential downpour. If nothing else, the
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