So I not dead. Surprise suprise..

Hey guys! I'm not dead just needed to take a break from my phone for a bit.

Update on my khiten hes getting big.

Me an my dad made some raspberry jam. Its tasty.

Havings den fun

So I'm sorry

I totally forgot about having a Tumblr. Lifes been surprisingly good an I'm taking a moment to enjoy it, before shit hits the fan again. Ill be posting some photos this week. An that's about it.

So hey I gotta a what if

What if airplanes where animals? An the trails that are left behind are like gametrails.

How the fuck would you hunt them???

Man eats plant, man dies.

Cop: why you do it?!

Plant: *intense photosynthesis*

Cop: PUT EM DOWN!

Cloud part 2

How long have I been falling?When did I start falling? I remember it being so bright like the sun. but it didn't burn, it was a pleasant warm. Laughter and smiles the faces are to blurred for me to see them. Falling all this way for nothing, I should feel scared but I don't....I feel rather happy even know I'm crying. I can see the start of the day as moon heads down away from me.

I wonder what my family will say, if I do have a family. I mean everyone has family right? Maybe I'm already dead and this is the after life. Where is god? Am I not Christian. is that why there is no god? Or maybe this is my descent into hell or maybe madness? I'm not angry, but anyone who jumped off a building must be crazy, but maybe I didn't jump. I could have been pushed, which would mean I would have been murder...

What did I do to be murdered though...And by who? Maybe a close friend. No it can't be it because I wouldn't feel so happy.

Or maybe its the clouds fault for me being so happy. I've never taken drugs before...I can remember someone asking if I wanted to try, but I said no....I don't think I told anyone about it though. I remember little kids with shimmering lights behind them. They played in the light, away from the shadows. I remember talking to the shadows...What did they say?

But maybe that was a dream caused by the pain of death.

A hallucination to keep me happy in my last moments in life.

But why falling? My thoughts are starting to clear the closer to the ground i get...

Once again I find myself

Among belongs on shelves

Memories of air and the bright moon

Warm sand dunes,

Cold crashing waves

Waiting till the mourning of days.

Sorry ive been inactive i got a new kitten. Ill be posting the second part of clouded here in a week or so.

Clouded

I'm drifting and yet I feel so heavy, I should be sinking.

Diving towards the ground like a rock through the water of the pond. Do I have family, does some one care?... The wind feels so nice as I drifted by on my down wards spiral.

The clouds flash blue then red over and over again.

But no sounds other then the wind to keep me company. The fogginess in my mind keeps my curiosity at bay.

If I tried hard enough could I make an airplane fly bye? To catch me on it's wing, to stop the free falling...

Will I not be free if I stop...?

Is that why they call it free Falling, because those few seconds before the ground you are free? I don't feel free... And I've been falling for so long, or is it just my mind slowing down time so it can think about everything? But I cant see to think clearly, the clouds have made my brain so foggy. I can see the rain as it starts to fall around me. Like tears that are free from their confines, free to plumit to the ground at such high speeds it should hurt me as they splash on my skin of my arms and back.

I can't tell if I'm crying with the clouds or if it's just my imagination.

Would I awake in a bed dressed in bandages if I closed my eyes? Or is

it just a nightmare? And at the end of this fall I will wake up scared to go to sleep again. I hate myself sometimes if this is a dream, but it is so much like reality that...I'm going to die at end of this fall, whether I awake breathing or not. Deep inside I'll be dead. Scared of heights is an odd thing to fear, that's coming from someone slowly falling to a ground, is it the splat that scares people? Or is it the thoughts that run through your mind during the fall? I haven't had any thoughts yet... Mainly because of the clouds. They are soft like cotton. My hand goes through them leaving water on my hand. What will death be like? Will it hurt or will it happen so fast I won't feel it. On impact my chest will shatter. Will that hurt? Is it like when you break a vase and shards of glass go everywhere? Who will find my body? Maybe a farmer? Or family out on a walk?

How did I get here to begin with. Maybe I will land in the middle of a busy road In a city. And behind my corpse will be a tall building from which I fell from. I don't see anything around me but clouds. The sky is dark, maybe it is night time. Will it be day when I make impact?

Tea time biscuits

Did some water colour painting, worked pretty well. Hands are hard to draw