stare...huh...ok...staring....[zoning out]-[i move around..inside my soul..seeing nothing..no hate..no love..no fear..no happiness..nothing..i'm am empty...BLANK...i see everything, but my mind is BLANK...what am i doing...I've been alone for too long..i haven't even tried for something new..i miss the love that i had..and i'm tired of remembering it..DAMN!i'm fuckin lazy..what ever happened to dating..having someone to watch movies with and walk across the beaches of Virgina..hiking up the mountain trails of Tennessee..seeing the sites of New York..going to foreign countries like England..making love in Ireland in a field..what happened to it all..i miss the warm touch of my love..my ellaine..i miss the love we shared..i miss her smell..the smell that i can only describe with one word..."PERFECT"...i hate her parents..and how they made her move..i hated my parents after that..and the way they made me move..and i hate the fact that i have no way to contact ellaine...she's lost to me...and i'm lost to her..the only thing that keeps me going is the memory of her and everything that she ment to me..][thud...hit head on desk]..fuck...that hurt...How long was i starring at this?...it's nice...and different than krackers ussual..it's virtical...great job whitey...sorry if i wrote a lot...that's just what i was thinking when i started starring...:patrick:...

cracker and dimension Y. v13-like pic, esp. those colors, but still, you have managed to personalize this for your work, this is not a copy, not a rip-off.

twisted wreckage of an eye....like its all in the minds eye...programs for the design of distributing of pain, v13 has spawned a whole new movement, but I always find myself somehow riveted to your work.

Art from the mind......cant be touch'd Pres.No matter what the "style" , Mark.