Blushing clouds crushing the pale skyvault
One the Behemoth, another the Bulwark
Flashing stars clashing the null sunbelt
One the reciever, another the repeat
Psyching dreams striking the lone mindspace
One the believer, another the braindeath


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Once you see it, don’t turn back. The seals of yours approval is bleeding through your isolation.
Once you hear it, don’t turn off. The bells of yours improval is screaming through your insulation.
Once you feel it, don’t turn numb. The strokes of yours instinctual is ...

Where destiny lies
Off to the horizon light and darkness ties
Genius has already invented our demise
Only angels and flames may defy the skies
Burn my dreams for that new sunrise
Where destiny lies


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

As the new dawn goes we sprinkle the seeds of unbound rascality
The calamity of the bygone drive-by solitude
For the youth that sows we sink our deeds in offshore synchronicity
The simplest treaty of the offbeat blastoff attitude
As the new dawn goes. As our yesters close. As first ...

I have a lot of interest in story structure. Understanding what it is, how it works, and using it to write better stories. Stories that will keep people more interested, and deliver a satisfying experience…that's what we try to do when we're making comics and writing stories ...

So it is finished.
This time, this year, these lights we kindle.
As the season gathers comfort and rejuvenation
In a world uncertain, but beautiful, still we kindle.
As the darkness stills and the winds cradle
Dressed upon these lights, these years we kindle.
As the heart wishes what to ...

Time.

It does not come in an even lap.
It comes wearing the everfacing mask
Dead-light searching, seeking that hope.
It is gone graving the everfading mote
Can you see the black fog before the red freeze?
They are neither free from the primordial bead.

Time… now, always and never ...

Sound-proofed, but still aloud
Some say I make thunder, others cloud me mute
Still Alone, but in a shroud
Some will walk me by, others crowd me mad
“So when will your world arrive?” Quote one mind.
Deadborn, but still alive


NaaN (Now, always and Never)

Zines were in the news recently
(https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2023/nov/28/zines-exhibition-brooklyn-museum-art)

What’s a zine you might ask? It’s a small print run, usually small sized, amateur magazine. Often using photocopied pages, hand stapled, and it can be very unpolished in terms of content, but ...

See me, I’m a curled up joint of broken reflections
Save me the medicine, I’m lookin’ at you.
Hear me, I’m a howling chorus breaking drums
Save me the medicine, I’m talking to you.
Feel me, I’m sore, bare and cold feeling everything
Save me ...