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"Things have not been the same since the flood."
Category Artwork (Digital) / Doodle
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home is any place i can get away with living.
never lived in any one place as a child to get really all that attached to it.
town or house.
not that we were ever homeless when i was little, but seldom lived more then a couple of years in the same place,
because of the nature of my dad's job for the railroad.
only one place we ever lived that was mortgage instead of rental, and that only lasted four years.
that was when i was in high school. never had that as an adult in my own life either.
but there's a kind of place i think of as home.
a forest on the side of a mountain, walking distance to a very small town.
just big enough to have more then one grocery store, plus one each hardware store, post office and pharmacy with a magazine rack.
these days of course, it would have to have internet.
when i was growing up though, that didn't exist until i was in my 30s.
so i never had, in the sense that picture implies, that kind of a house,
but going to the kind of place i think of as home, well i've lived more then half my life, and still do, right along the same railroad and interstate,
that connects almost all the places that i have, and all the ones i lived in growing up.
so i can't go to where there never was, but i can always go in my mind to where i've always imagined.
never lived in any one place as a child to get really all that attached to it.
town or house.
not that we were ever homeless when i was little, but seldom lived more then a couple of years in the same place,
because of the nature of my dad's job for the railroad.
only one place we ever lived that was mortgage instead of rental, and that only lasted four years.
that was when i was in high school. never had that as an adult in my own life either.
but there's a kind of place i think of as home.
a forest on the side of a mountain, walking distance to a very small town.
just big enough to have more then one grocery store, plus one each hardware store, post office and pharmacy with a magazine rack.
these days of course, it would have to have internet.
when i was growing up though, that didn't exist until i was in my 30s.
so i never had, in the sense that picture implies, that kind of a house,
but going to the kind of place i think of as home, well i've lived more then half my life, and still do, right along the same railroad and interstate,
that connects almost all the places that i have, and all the ones i lived in growing up.
so i can't go to where there never was, but i can always go in my mind to where i've always imagined.
*stands with her jaw open in astonishment... Nax... that's the most I have ever seen you speak. It was so well written that my mind immediately sunk into the words and I was there... I'm in awe...
I hope and pray you find your small town on the side of the mountain. I think I would like to live there too.
V.
I hope and pray you find your small town on the side of the mountain. I think I would like to live there too.
V.
Why do things deteriorate when no one's around?
Answer: there are more dead people in this world than there are the living. All these dead keep existing in form of ghosts. There's 10 or 100 times more ghosts per cubic meter of space on any place on Earth than there's living people. We don't see them, they can pass through our body at anytime of day or night. All these ghosts go through our things, furniture, machines, and try to use them, touch our things with their ghost fingers, sit on the couch with their ghost butts, play the piano with their ghost hands. After years and years, the wear begins to show. Pictures fade (from too many ghost tears), chairs erode to dust (from too many ghost sittings), roofs crack and start to leak water (from too many ghost kids sitting on it)...
Whoa. Isn't that a perfect premise for an edgy anime.
Answer: there are more dead people in this world than there are the living. All these dead keep existing in form of ghosts. There's 10 or 100 times more ghosts per cubic meter of space on any place on Earth than there's living people. We don't see them, they can pass through our body at anytime of day or night. All these ghosts go through our things, furniture, machines, and try to use them, touch our things with their ghost fingers, sit on the couch with their ghost butts, play the piano with their ghost hands. After years and years, the wear begins to show. Pictures fade (from too many ghost tears), chairs erode to dust (from too many ghost sittings), roofs crack and start to leak water (from too many ghost kids sitting on it)...
Whoa. Isn't that a perfect premise for an edgy anime.
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