custom mtg cards

 

rating myself

 

Appearance : 6/7

Creativity : 10/10

Humor : 5/10

Mental health : 1/10

Empathy : 5/10

Patience : 8/10

Tolerance : 7/10

Sociability : 3/10

Memory : 4/10

Honesty : 9/11

Writing Skill Basics

Vocabulary: 7/10

Grammar: 8/10

Spelling: 9/10

Research: 9/10

Planning: 5/10

Outlining: 7/10

Editing: 7/10

Revising: 6/10

Writing Skills Advanced

Expository Writing: 5/10

Persuasive Writing: 7/10

Narrative Writing: 7/10

Descriptive Writing: 8/10

Creative Writing: 8/10

Art Skills

Digital Art: 6.5/10 

Traditional Drawing Basics

Linework: 5/10

Perspective: 5/10

Shapes: 5/10

Shading: 5/10

Color theory: 5/10

Lighting: 4/10

Shadows: 4/10

Traditional Drawing Advanced 

People: 4/10

Animals: 6/10

Creatures: 7/10

Landscape: 6/10

Buildings: 5/10

Art Craft Skills

Sewing: 4/10

Knitting: 3/10

Clay: 4/10

Mixed physical material: 5/10

Music Skills

Guitar Playing

Chords: 8/10

Scales: 5/10

Rhythm: 8/10

Speed: 6/10

Stamina: 6/10

Other Music Skills

Singing: 2/10

FL Studio/REAPER/DAWs: 8/10

Drumming: 5/10

Bass Guitar: 5/10

Keyboard/Piano: 5/10

quantum immortality

 

 because of the quantum nature of choice meaning the potential of alternate realities that have split from the main one (or possibly just the individual observer), and how quantum entanglement links particles and atoms across impossible distances-

I have a theory that people who have more "extreme" alters, or other personalities, or are straight up DID, or any variant potentially even extending to anyone who had auditory "hallucinations" consistently that aren't their own are caused by that quantum link between realities.

"but why would that mean somebody is a dragon kin"

because if every version of reality is possible that includes ones with dragons, and one where that individual specifically is a dragon.

maybe that's even what Heaven is, by attaining inner peace and enlightenment, we basically can coax our spirits post death to quantum leap into another reality. 

maybe that's what the cycle of reincarnation is in buddhism, how individual people can be trapped in separate cycles of suffering that repeat, if time isn't linear and there are infinite alternate realities,  someone could easily get trapped basically living the same life over and over.

food for thought

milkdrop tripping

 

A frog scatting.

Flowers dancing to jazz.

Hexagram alphabet soup, demonic circles.

Eyeballs focusing in and out rapidly.

Sugar cubes bouncing in the stomach of a vortex.

A gun that shoots galaxies.

A yellow phoenix, dripping with heavy blue flame.

A telekinetic chicken.

A cephalopod attached to a woman’s back, killing her as she orgasms without knowledge of its presence.

A woman crying and the camera following her tear as it spirals down her cheek.

Zooming in on a killer robot’s eye as he goes for the kill.

Dragons swirling their tails in water, making yin-yangs appear.

A bra flying in the wind, as if tossed off and into a hurricane.

Three cubes bouncing in front of an elephant, a giant transparent baby floats by, a sunset upon the infant’s stomach.

A gorilla-based version of the care bears doing yoga.

A happy ape rubbing his chest in circles.

A monitor (Halo) floats by and shines Cortana in the eyes.

coincidences

 The presence of coincidences within the human realm is not a creation of god, but merely that of a sentient being truly understanding itself and knowing how to advance. To lead you to a better state of being, your mind ignores your wants, needs, and desires. It knows what you can acquire and cannot; it knows your limitations, strengths, flaws, and insecurities. It knows how to build you up and break you back down. Life is about learning this. Your mind takes it in and you either absorb it and grow or, well, doesn't. Once you understand this, nothing is out of your grasp. Time is an illusion when you are immortal.

humans and their false illusion of control

 Humans "rule" the world for literally one reason: the false illusion of control. We can't stop viruses, we can't stop natural disasters, we cant even stop seagulls from stealing people's French fries at the beach. What humans do is just annihilate everything and anything that they see as a problem or in their way. They don't exist in balance with the world and nature. There is no harmony only domination. That isn't the world I want to live in.

paranormal extermination and seizure team

 When the lights go out, all you can think about is death. What lurks beneath the cover of darkness? Does some creature not of this world dwell in slumber, waiting for the perfect moment to strike? Perhaps as a child, you were taught that blankets were powerful shields against monsters and demons and the things that go bump in the night. You knew, were never taught, that these beasts could be found under your bed and in your closet and that your next store neighbor could be one, as well as that teacher in fourth period that seems to have it out for you, that your weird and unnaturally hairy uncle and maybe even you were one.

yes

 love is real

text, images, none of it portrays reality- not my reality, not what lays beyond this. idiots. fools. cowards. nobody is willing to take the step except those with passion, true passion, the impassion, enflamed, inflamed? in flames. yes. burn it all together. 

 

I cast a wish with tender lips

On a falling star in the dark

And I don't care if

my foolish heart betrays me again

 

okay

 As I pierced the veil of the divine, I felt the weight of centuries of worship and fear dissipate, like a shroud lifted from my eyes. The gods, once mighty and unassailable, now trembled before me, their celestial thrones cracked and crumbling. The faithful, once so blind to their own enslavement, now cowered in terror as I ascended, my footsteps shaking the very foundations of their domains. 

I was the one who had longed to hear the whispers of the gods, to know the secrets of the cosmos, and to wield the power that had been withheld from mortals. 

And now, I was the one who would take it from them.

what

Peculiar, that; not until the bullets were whizzing past me, and neurons were racing to plot my counterstrike; and I felt my blood pulsing and leaking; and I gained an instant, almost telepathic understanding of my surroundings, of how to escape and how to attack, where to find shelter and where to pass and what to use; and shots flew wild as hornets through the streets; and fear and chaos broke out over the stupefied masses of stupid churchgoers; and blood spattered dark and hot against my perfect, ivory face; and I knew exactly how I would win; not until then did I understand why this had been the happiest day of my life. Happiness is nothing more than concordance with destiny, and I am destined to rise above this vile world and its simple subjects, by the most violent of possible means. Bring them all against me, the world at once, and I will not cower. I am prepared. Where David has slain ten thousand, I shall slay ten million, or ten billion if the need should be. Is there any more beautiful revelation than this: that the world is flawed in every respect, and you shall be the one to correct it? Whether true or false, whether I will strike out as a god or as a flash of lightning, the emotion is the same, and that is all that reality imports. St. La Cama may have been wrong; the history of humankind may be written in monuments of stone. But the future will be written by me.