It's hard to imagine our future. The blind huddled billions, clinging to words as if they could feed and protect them out of the thin air. I laugh when I think back to a time when we could debate if animals had souls. ..Now.. I don't dare to ask if we have souls. As if just uttering the words, would cause our souls to be snuffed by the great mass of darkness it took for each one of us to survive to this point.
4 comments:
Sweet mother this is amazing.
My god, you are an amazing artist. This is beautiful.
And as for the other painting - I've been having "apocalypse" dreams ever since I was a teenager. Plane crashes, car wrecks, body parts littering the ground. I envy that you are able to take what you see in your mind and bring it out into the world.
(And fingers crossed that my dreams don't make me seem like a wacko!)
Some how, the world ending seems relaxing..
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