The Elements--Water

my, my, my aren't we a busy boy...

Elements--Water

well here we are... I rather enjoyed creating this one even though it was a little cramped to go back to cel... it helped me appreciate my painting more...this isn't really the colors I had originally intended I actually had the pink part of the flower a deep red like the coral was before I applied the blue color layer to unify everything... and a completely different vision for her clothes, but then me and joy had a tremendous row about it... which may or may not of caused me to trim my hair and ultimately decide to cut it final... but that's for later...


I am as busy as a woodchuck chucking norris... so much so that I busted my freeday at the library instead of at home typing this... though when I got back I used the remainder to read one of the best works I have for a good while... "The City of Ember"... they live underground, theres only electric lights, everything's either breaking or running out, and it all runs on a monstrous generator... what's not to like? I tell you it had steampunk running all the way through it... only minus the steam... you could feel the rust in it... genius... and this is all coming from a juvenile... I'm hoping I can pull something like that with mine... though young adult is what I might like to say... I just hope they don' ruin it with the movie...

oh and I saw flo... she's doing well... we talked and remembered as usual... good grief I miss that berry so...

hope the FMF doesn't die on us... it seems to be having an acute case of nobody posting because they want someone else to... sigh...


I hate balloons!!!

-The Revig

where am I?

nowhere and everywhere my friend, nowhere and everywhere...

Well I suppose it's time for me to give some account of myself and my earthly doings... (and you thought I didn't have a life!) and I probably should tell you that we've moved... yes actually we've been here for a month now last week... I would of told you but I've been moving boards, clearing brush, digging ditches, waqking weeds, mowing lawns, breaking down unnecessary structures,digging holes to make fences, pulling out rocks and filling their places back in, raking leaves... and everything it takes to reclaim a three acre property thats been abandoned (mostly) for six years... or more... I'm not quite sure...still, we've whipped it into shape, it's a pitty we didn't take before and after pictures as then you could see the transformation of this place... It's surprising how the Lords helped us get so far... I hardly recognize the place from wence it was before... Don't worry we're only fifteen minutes away from our former lodging so it's not like we've upped and gone off to Timbuktu(no matter how much it feels like it)... either way we love it out here(not to mention all the lack of idleness) and are eagerly awaiting what the Lord has in store for us and this property during the offensive...whatever that may be...

June was also a significant month, as my other niece, lindsay, came to stay with us for reasons I do not wish to state here... nobody wants to gossip after all... she is a bit difficult, but not as bad as gabrielle, though she does have her faults with food... at least she can be left by herself, no?still it's nice to have a kid around again... someone to tell stories to, to watch all those old kids movies you love but are too "grown up" to watch with, someone to tell a bit of your knowledge to, to go on walks with, to think of new and interesting things to do... to teach, watch out for and protect... to love... Despite all the difficulties, the time it takes, and the annoying little things... in the end I've found that those are the things caretakers miss the most...


haha! oh yes...

Happy Birthday Nathalie!!!

And you thought I had forgotten...(I think?) I actually did call you, but you were not to be reached>_>... still I hope your not mad at me... I do have a reason for waiting two whole weeks! I did you a picture!!! only I've seem to have misplaced my flash drive... nonetheless, as soon as it can be conjured I shall send it to you and post it up here... and now that I'm free from my digital duties I shall start work on your other requests :D.... in the mean time I want to leave this allegory of us for you to contemplate


Know that I feel this way every day

Cant Wake Up (lyrics by Nicola)

Without you
My mornings seem so grey
Dark and bleak like my face
When for so long Im laying without you here

Without you
I'm lonely like an empty room
Like an empty heart
Just waiting for you to come back again

(Chorus)
So how can I wake up?
When your not lying next to me
How can I get up?
When theres nothing real to see

Without you
I'[m falling in love with your absence
Just thinking of you
Wondering is this just a dream?

But how could I make up something so pretty?

(Chorus)
And How can I wake up?
When your not lying next to me?
How can I get up?
When theres nothing real to see?
LIKE LOVE

I love you dearly and pray for you... May you pass from strength to strength in this new chapter of your life... and may we find our places, together or apart...

WRITE!!!

oh, and another minor note about birthdays: I'M GOING TO CUT MY HAIR FOR JOY'S!!!


your's fatally

-The Revig

Lala land

Not really so much a story as a thesis for the start of one... I've got a foggy outline for one though with it

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Lala land

Is it possible that whatever we imagine; whatever we create is in itself a single sentient soul living in some timeless reality that we ourselves have created, have fashioned the very building block of through our imagination? would each of these creations have a life, voice, purpose,-even a destiny- of it's own in this plane of existence.

in a sense every person governs his own world. he, the creator, created it and so he can control it by what he, unwittingly, thrusts into it to fend for itself. how does the creation feel, though? would it resent the creator? hate him? or accept his plight and strive to find a place where it truly belongs,somewhere to call home, or at the very least some existence that it can truly say belongs to it.

these "worlds" would carry on with their inhabitants in their own courses as if a completely different reality. of course these realities will have rules, laws even, that govern them as there always are, but these rules could be bent, even broken.

if someone stumbled into your world What would they see? What would you?

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The Revig