Paintings Inscription:
Sameness, the human made world of nothingness
Where do I go to escape? is there such a place?
I am told it not exists by the many
Feeling lost and alone I choose to be so
Now planning an escape I try to look inward
I see nothingness with eyes only
Only the sameness I run from
I become disillusioned and weep
I know it is near, I feel it so deeply
My soul starts to scream, ever so louder
I scream in the face of it all
My art, I need not run nor ridicule
I need only to smear my sameness
Over the top of their virtual nothingness
Then IT becomes my own mark on sameness time
And only then will their nothingness become my eternal something.


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