Bujiro

Yes, i know, its been quite some time, but i've been very busy... two jobs, three bands and four 'W' loves (whiskey, weed, writing, and... uh, women) have really taken a toll on me and I've been lacking. Anyway, I've uploaded some new(er) art work, nothing Reeeeeeeally finalized, seeing as i can't ink my own pencil workings very well. but let me know what you guys think!

Well, its sunday.  eitherway my band mate and i decided to roll down into the "scene" area around Cleveland Ohio.  We came across this AMAZING record store called "My Mind's Eye" with everything and anything we've ever dreamt of in a record store.  Sleep, Neurosis, Isis, Om, Bongzilla, Grief, Eyehategod, Corrupted, Mystic Crewe of Klearlight, EVERYTHING. Eitherway, after nearly spending $400 in music i've decided to use them to draw more pictures.  :D

There was once a time where I sat with my head in my hands, with out moving, with out talking while people waltzed all over the crooked spine I had slowly removed from my back.  All over me, they danced and laughed, and I laughed with them.  Hopefully not showing what it was to them or to me, but what every one wanted it to be.  I doubt that is the same way now as my rebel tongue and finger fucked mouth seem to spit out every ounce of spirit I seem to swallow as they laugh and dance and die.  I let it all out. I promise that with my freedoms taken away I would build a deep gully, something that I would do never happened.  I promised that if