Hey guys, welcome to my thread. What I plan to achieve is to make a hub for all sorts of different creations: music, literature, art, and whatever the hell you see fit to share. It doesn't matter how 'bad or good' you feel your creation is, I'll always try to come up with some constructive criticism. Here's some of my art: http://i.imgur.com/GGCM4dD.jpg http://i.imgur.com/NnTCK08.jpg http://i.imgur.com/yWajEkK.jpg Here's some of my music: https://soundcloud.com/cringemusic/by-my-side https://soundcloud.com/cringemusic/big-meaty-claws https://soundcloud.com/lukvuko/exosphere https://soundcloud.com/cringemusic/fwb Here's some of my poetry: [spoiler]Autonomous monotony. A repetitive lullaby lulling my tired eyes astray from what tired sighs demonstrate what doctors can't medicate. A sky as a canvas, a campus of landless meanderings wondering what's my real meaning and questioning everything. Entropically stable, monotonous speaking, the writings in which reading brings readers to hunger and ponder; existing, of sonder, the wonder. Spoon fed lies to tie up their lives, to tear up their eyes, to cry for the night; the night that doesn't exist but is only a shadow. As dark a the chasms, the schism of ropes to which fasten together forever, he feels so under the weather but whether his tether should collapse is up to to the strength of an ox; the weight of a feather. Lips soothingly speaking and drinking of liquid, that feeling of sinking and sunken and gone: a purpose is fulfilled if forever you should stand for meaning. A meaning, go figure as figures stand limber and somber; they ponder who wanders the mind and watch over. You; you as in he as in we should be seeing what dreams can be meaning as feelings start leaning towards waning conclusions and mainly illusions, alluding allusions concluding my future as visions come closer; my eyes are now closed. Contextually equal to nothing but free falling feelings that keep falling, death but a mere calling as my ear beckons me forward. I open my eyes as the light comes and blinds the now blindingly obvious: irony oblivious to the rhetorical meanings of meaningless speeches and wordless preachers. [/spoiler]