Anyone? nope.

cool...if anyone was speculating on it, heres a message for yous...
sorry about my past bullshit. i think,undeniably, and OBVIOUSLY, ive been bereft of much sense, stability, fundamental social skills, conciseness in my talking.... and direction-choosing in life in general, of late evidenced by...well i wont go into it.

ive gotten ontop of it surley enough, from what went on this new year and x mas, i feel good now. new beginnings and all that seeped in and i cant get down. ive never genuinley gotten dangerously down, im just prepared for it, in my perspective. but then again, perspective is a matter of perspective. lets not get too deep and confuse though...
relapses can be painful. such as ive had recently. yep.

theyr annoying too, for more than the one person concerned. thats for sure. others can cop some of the weirdness that happens in these silly time consuming things...caused variably by, or a combination of, chemical imbalances brought about by having your norm stolen from you for a whole year, to the evil effects of some of those 'medicines' out there. but theyr gone for me now finally, i had my dazed up weirdness spell, and life resumes again to my delight. and thats why im quittin D.A soon, as soon as they can get their affairs in order. but im impatient, so im deleting most of my stuff while i wait for the proper way to do it. but in general, on the closing note, im saying that my feet are aground once more, for any who WERE following...but yeah... my soul is still flying, im happy to report. but you can fly without wings u know, ive put the delusion that i had them away, far way, into eventual dissapearance. if you can understand this.
...sigh.
im also leaving Deviant Art soon, so i didnt want to appear rude by just indiscreetly leaving. im not so disconcerting as to not leave a final note...but thisll be it for me. i just surveyed it; this isnt me, to put my art up. the Novelty was fun, though.
in places. fewer places than it was strange and.... 'just not me', as ive realized after getting normal again.
computers are socially numbening feats of a terrible brilliance, that evolved from the need to further ones value of life, by having features of the world a click away. but there is no smell, no life in these things. but balance, i say: of
course, ill get over this and loose my grip on it, still use it for research. but, like everything, decisions...its all experience for us, and you hone in ever closer on the ideal. but life is always W.I.P, i think.
im so glad about my defences ive built for the purpouses of this aftermath. for a while i thought i wouldnt even need em, but in the end i did. its a sore pity what happened...but the key is, if your me, is to understand your fragility. the slowness of life... is the the equilibrium to stay on your feet. slow....cool.... everythings good. but its always inside. Time Passes.
But its the aftermath of this, an uncontrolled emotional spasm, rare but still there, when who your real friends are shine out as beacons of support.
and as the header illustrates....nope.

nobody.
good, i say. ive trusted the internet too much anyhow. and as i stated before, no matter what happens, the universal moral, is that anything that happens is an experience, wether it goes one way or the other. and mistakes are avoided next time, armed with it.
getting carried away?
you neednt even say so. Im going soon anyway, off of D.A, not a one of you will sway the way i live my day. hooray!
good day,
AuspicePresider

thats it. get gone, you malingerers! loitering timewasters! and leave my gallery in peace.