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Welcome to the borderlands of my twisted perception, beyond the frontiers of imagination; the imaginativum!
My imaginativum represents the ever-changing philosophy of the unconventional modern mind, as it combines the most revolutionary force of them all and one of the most primordial:
Unbent curiosity, and its accompanied deep-seated passion for the morphosis of concepts, and a fundamental desire to inspire!
Libera mentem!
//rage against the meat grinder of life, or such, idk... Life has been rough, and I am tired.
First of all, I breathe. That is my main job; Inhaling oxygen, exhaling carbon dioxide. Trivial and not very interesting, futile at times.
When I am too bored of breathing, I create stuff; Primarily it is drawings of whatever surreal soup my brain is coming up with. But I also create tiny crafts; And occassionally I write more or less funny word salad, or poetry or a bizarre mixture of different artistic disciplines.
(Actually I find it quite difficult to describe what I do in a manner that sounds not non-trivial.)
I create mainly surreal art (primarily physical media), writing (preferrably poetry at random times, often at a piece of paper that I lose and find a few days later).
My attention span is short, and sorting the large pile of my creations is an exhausting mess, indirectly proportional to my motivation to sort all that stuff.