You Work For The Australians Don't You? Don't Do This To Me, Officer! It Can't Be!

A thought from the Preminitient Tonal Engineer

A private journal is often used to write down and remember one's most intimate and private thoughts. A cipher is used to hide those thoughts even further by concealing them behind a communication system that only a privileged few know about. A blog or social media account is used to show the world who or what you are while wrapping it in lies or deceit to deceive the world on who you really are.

I think i need to improve.... alot.

but i like where i’m going with my style.

I'm thinking I'll upload a colored version of this tomorrow. I think it deserves it.

Been fooling around a bit. That project is fairly complicated. But I'm still here.

I was screwing around with an old friend two years ago on GTA V. I recorded a video of us just causing chaos in Los Santos because for 2 seconds I caught a glimpse of the face of the woman I was carjacking. She was making this face without making a sound as I was carjacking her in the middle of the road. This has got to be the most priceless facial expression I've ever seen in a video game without being scripted. To this day this still makes me laugh.

Gotten back into spirit. Spent 10 minutes on this one. But i like it.

High School is like a slow motion car crash

Even after everything has been told to you, you can't help but be grateful and wonder how you survived.

Thoughts about a strange star appearing in the night sky

The end of an era is never really happy or sad. We get accustomed to many of the words and feelings that accompanied the old Era that to see it go away represents us letting go of a part of us. All the memories then feel as if they are gone and will never be taken back. There's also the uncertainty that comes with something unknown that strikes fear into us as well as confusion and anger. It hits us so hard that we feel as if we though are falling hard without any help or guidance as to where to go. We lash out in anger, cry and act as if though the world is ending. Even if it's the end of an era that we may have thought was bad. No mortal being can predict the future, and even our best automatons and machinations can only give us their estimates of what comes next. Yet in the face of the winds of change there is a necessity to do one important thing. To forget who we are. To remember what we love and live for. The things that drive us to live another day. So that in the face of uncertainty we can remember what we stand for . And tomorrow will be that much brighter.

Boring and useless, just like me.

Personell guarding a scientist after the laboratory gets attacked. Don't ask me why. I just had an idea but didn't know where to go from here.