eleven eleven (fly like me)
slow learner/stubborn optimist
I'm hearby turning this into a ferreal blog with *frequent* updates and links and stuff. Short posts. Longer pieces shall go somewhere else.
Like here, maybe. Perhaps I'll be bringing my art 2 open aching walls and city buses again--we'll see.
Some of u can say u knew me when...back during phase 1, when i faked it fiction stylez like this blog was being written 3 people when it was really only 1. Then there was the long, sad middle stage 2, when I rode the lonely highway as a partner to myself, spilling my guts out cuz back then during the neo-earnest electro power ballad sentimentality that opened the millenium. Is it possible that something can be so unapologetic ally emo that it becomes punk again? If so that was BRANDTRUEBOY in 04, 05 and 06.
Then something major happened that made me conceptualize the story on a whole new level. Through signs, wonders and dreams I realized the plot of a story around the story, one that is intimately connected to the story we find ourselves in at this dawn of enlightenment.
Toxic jet fuel flames and falling bodies and writers block--that's what gave birth to this blog.
Its 3rd and Final Phase=Fallen Statues, Outstretched Wings & Turning of the Tide