Death is curious about the human heart….
This is one my final prints for this project I’m working on.
Don’t ask me what it means – just came to me. (See progress shots at the bottom).
If I had to guess I was feeling… pensive when this came to mind. Maybe sometimes I feel like death (empty and just robotically completing my function day in and day out). And then one day I am curious about emotion/feeling/love because I realize I can’t feel it at all. I find it curious… like a novelty… I wonder about what it is.. and why it has so much power over people… and through people. I feel like, that’s how the personified character of death might feel. Iunno. I’m probably just nuts. lol
Ok I’ll admit I’m just distracting myself from a now 3 weeks long depression – cant seem to .. get out of it. Doc did make a med change but it’s the same med just extended release and not standard release (so only have to take once instead of twice a day). I don’t think it would be that… oddly timed tho.
Ugh, just want to sleep… And isolate and never talk about what’s going on inside again. So sad and feel like no one understands or gives a fuck. Which probably isnt true – but it doesn’t matter cause it feels that way. I can feel a part of myself begging to be asleep or just gone… I wish I could help her but I really don’t know how other than constant distractions – which is… exhausting. I’m really tired and just want to give up. But what’s new right? I should stop whining about something I’ll never be able to fix and just accept it. I’ll be dead soon enough anyway, right? Life goes by fast yada yada….you never know when you’ll go… blah blah blah…*sigh*.
Sometimes I wish I had died instead of my brother. He at least had kids to raise… I’m just no one so….. kinda worthless tbh. Life is pretty fucking cruel sometimes.
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Project progress shots.
Also, I was listening to a LOT of this guy though while working on it.
Speaking my language…
“Trading my joy for my protection..”
He has several other songs I love on that album. <3