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Holy fnuck, i'm alive! O_o

Sorry... I know that not many people really care about how much I draw or how much I post or how often i'm in this site... but, to be honest... it's felt like an ETERNITY since I last came into this wondrous little corner of the world wide web. Yessiree Bob, and it does feel good to once again delve deeply into the artistic throes of my mind and pull out something of "comforting familiarity"... since... so recently I feel that in some ways i've begun to let go of a part of myself that I really want to hold on to. This... my friends... personifies a GREAT deal of what and WHO I am. I have to admit that the worship that I give these creatures is more due in part of their radiant grace than anything else, but I can't help but feel part of me trapped within its mind... swimming in that ocean of thoughts and twisted dreams that must be so turbulently rushing through the creature's mind. I only mananged to capture its physical grace in this frame... the viciousness and hostility of the creature, impregnated with a distate for everything that is foreign to itself... but admitedly, also all too obsessed with that which is beyond its apparent control.

It also feels ridiculously good to write to those that would read again... being able to let my words flow through my fingertips is somewhat of a revelation to me... in some ways I never thought that written words could express more than verbal ones... but life, once again, manages to surprise me with so much feeling that transcribes itself from my mind directly into this screen that stares at me so mutely once more... for within the very words that I create I feel a projection of myself being placed permanently within those immutable words... crystalizing myself within this digital medium, I am given a sort of... "persistence" this way. Much like the Alien constantly shows itself in my head... flashes of memories and dreams rushing by at speeds far too quick to percieve... I can only tell that it is there... hissing silently in the darkness behind my eyes... begging to be released once more... urging me not to let go of it... to maintain its life by offering my thoughts to it so it can devour me in its sensuous and sinuous grace.

Man, it sure does feel good to be here again I can only hope that my frist drawing, which inagurates my return to this place, will be of great enjoyment to everyone and everything (Hey, we never know which people are the TRUE Xenomorphs among us ) that would look upon this picture... and though it may not be much, it's at least a new start for me to get back on my feet and start drawing my silly arse away Bon appetite and take care, everyone Meow meow meow

Oh, I almost forgot to mention... this thing was named after the ones in AvP and Alien Resurrection... as you can see the distinct aerodynamic shape of their head... and, of course... because that idiotic lady (I wish she would just die... along with the rubber-faced Predator) kept calling the Aliens "Serpents"... Well, in some sense I guess the name fits and it sounds good... but it'll always be Internecivus Raptus for me, mon frer (Or simply Alien.... or Xenomorph )

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Holy fnuck, i'm alive! O_o

Sorry... I know that not many people really care about how much I draw or how much I post or how often i'm in this site... but, to be honest... it's felt like an ETERNITY since I last came into this wondrous little corner of the world wide web. Yessiree Bob, and it does feel good to once again delve deeply into the artistic throes of my mind and pull out something of "comforting familiarity"... since... so recently I feel that in some ways i've begun to let go of a part of myself that I really want to hold on to. This... my friends... personifies a GREAT deal of what and WHO I am. I have to admit that the worship that I give these creatures is more due in part of their radiant grace than anything else, but I can't help but feel part of me trapped within its mind... swimming in that ocean of thoughts and twisted dreams that must be so turbulently rushing through the creature's mind. I only mananged to capture its physical grace in this frame... the viciousness and hostility of the creature, impregnated with a distate for everything that is foreign to itself... but admitedly, also all too obsessed with that which is beyond its apparent control.

It also feels ridiculously good to write to those that would read again... being able to let my words flow through my fingertips is somewhat of a revelation to me... in some ways I never thought that written words could express more than verbal ones... but life, once again, manages to surprise me with so much feeling that transcribes itself from my mind directly into this screen that stares at me so mutely once more... for within the very words that I create I feel a projection of myself being placed permanently within those immutable words... crystalizing myself within this digital medium, I am given a sort of... "persistence" this way. Much like the Alien constantly shows itself in my head... flashes of memories and dreams rushing by at speeds far too quick to percieve... I can only tell that it is there... hissing silently in the darkness behind my eyes... begging to be released once more... urging me not to let go of it... to maintain its life by offering my thoughts to it so it can devour me in its sensuous and sinuous grace.

Man, it sure does feel good to be here again I can only hope that my frist drawing, which inagurates my return to this place, will be of great enjoyment to everyone and everything (Hey, we never know which people are the TRUE Xenomorphs among us ) that would look upon this picture... and though it may not be much, it's at least a new start for me to get back on my feet and start drawing my silly arse away Bon appetite and take care, everyone Meow meow meow

Oh, I almost forgot to mention... this thing was named after the ones in AvP and Alien Resurrection... as you can see the distinct aerodynamic shape of their head... and, of course... because that idiotic lady (I wish she would just die... along with the rubber-faced Predator) kept calling the Aliens "Serpents"... Well, in some sense I guess the name fits and it sounds good... but it'll always be Internecivus Raptus for me, mon frer (Or simply Alien.... or Xenomorph )