I tell everyone that I know that I do not live in the real world. They have a hard time understanding exactly what it is that I mean. I sometimes even have a hard time trying to explain exactly what it is that I'm talking about. Normally it all ends in a spattering of confusion similar to bird poop on a cars windshield. Basically I define my own reality. That's what it all boils down to. Yes my reality is inspired by movies, media, video games, cartoons, T. V. series and people I know but its that material that bakes in my minds oven and defines my understanding of the things that surround me. Confused?

When I was younger I tried my damndest to fly. No, I didn't want to become a pilot I actually wanted to physically fly. I tried jumping off of things and holding on to things and finally I even attempted running as fast as I could with my arms outstretched in hope that I could capture a strong enough gust to whisk me into the heavens. I never made it more than two feet off the ground but the point is that I tried, I failed and I wasn't deterred.

Most kids would take their fat lip and scraped knees and simply cry all the way home. I figured that I must not have been running fast enough. All the way up to the time I was in the 6th grade I worked and I worked on a solution to flight that I even took a few riskier risks to make it happen. I jumped off of the third floor balcony into the bushes. I rode my bike into a swimming pool. I flung myself from the highest point on a moving swing into a brick wall thinking that my momentum could carry me higher once I jumped backwards off of the wall.

The point is that no matter how many times I tried and I failed I never gave up. That is the artists spirit. The way you see the world is your own unique vision and sure you can share it with whoever you like. The problem is that a lot of people just will not understand the way you think. They will be quick to label you crazy and suggest that maybe you should do it the way they are accustomed to. They will try to convince you that there are rules to creating a masterpiece or there are guidelines to being great. Great art comes from the heart. It comes from a place where reality is no longer a burden on the creative process. Whatever you want the world to be it can be...just for you.

So I don't live in reality. Yes, I work there and yes I pay my bills there but that's about it.

Call me an escapist if you want but I am finally at peace. How about you?

On the internet is there a such thing as too much.

I was just doing some counting and I am currently registered at over 55 different web and social media's all over the freaking internet. As soon as I get them all written down I'll post them here but is anyone else out there as web obsessed as I? Let me know.

I'm working on rebuilding my site and I have found the perfect blueprint over at <a href="[link] Den</a> that goes along with everything I do. It'll take me a little while to find the time to put it up but hopefully I can change my journal design and start a blog using the same concept. DA has been a great source of inspiration and I thank all of the creative people here have lent their talents to become my muse.

I wanted to be sure to thank everyone here on DA for stopping by in my absence and commenting and faving my work. I would like to especially thank `tracie76 for continuing to support me and still displaying the journal I designed for her even though I know she might be ready for a change. I want to thank my former room mate ~Ahrum for continuing to be so great and all of my other DA friends who made me believe that I can do it all. Thank you all.