Once a rose, stretching tall and bright in a mess of vines and thorns. Once filled with passion, love, and life. Once the pinical of beauty.
Then the decay. The agonizing shrivle and sense of claustrophobia, reaching in on oneself with no place to go. The split edges at each limb. The faded color of a lost life.
Once a rose, now, forever a thorn....
Wednesdays are what I like to call my “rot days.” After a week of gigs, trips, and constant hustle, I lock myself in my studio, make a coffee, and hunch over my computer for hours on end. There’s no human contact, very little physical activity, and much mental deterioration; hence, rotting.
All of my photos from the past few days have successfully downloaded to my desktop. I sigh in relief.
...
Are we born in sin?
Each limb an extension
Of anger, envy, and greed?
Our selfish nature,
A constant distraction,
Seeming though a need?
Do we learn to sin?
When society corrupts,
And we stumble deep in doubt?
A festering fear
Of never knowing
What goodness is about.
Do we push the line
To anger him and
Wonder what will cost her?
Forever asking
And never knowing
When man becomes a monster....
Colloquial Name: Magmaid
Scientific Name: Ignis Homo Subphylum
Introduction:
The ignis homo subphylum, directly translated as “fire human fish” and more commonly known as a magmaid (magma-maid), is a humanoid fish creature.
Side note: male magmaids are oftentimes referred to as “magmen,” but this is an incorrect reference and common misconception. Just as female humans are still huma...
