Meow It's A Bunny.

Meh, just testing out stuff.

The future of transportation is obviously air balloons in the shape of cat heads.

There are times when I'm away for a while and I lose a couple random followers. It feels weird since Tumblr is perhaps the first real social network that I've ever joined. But for those that actually look at my random drawings and ramblings. I appreciate it, I really do. It will all pull off sooner or later. Until then keep your head up and have a nice day.

Nothing here to see or think

I understood biology, psychology, and even some minor ideas in physics correctly. Yet why is it that I just can't understand love itself. Not as a feeling but as a tool. Love is on the same level as hate in the ways it can consume a person to do some of the most deranged and odd things in the world. But why? Why is it that we let it have this kind of power? Why do we want this feeling if it can make us do all those odd things? Drugs make us do similar things yet people we don't go out of our way to get hardcore drugs all the time. Because we know of the addiction and problems it can bring. Yet we let love do it hundreds of millions of times over and we don't bat an eye. It doesn't even really appear to be necessary for life. Just a series of chemical interactions in the brain that cause us to act and think differently. But if love is just that, another series of interactions. Why is it so powerful? Love itself is like a weapon, With the power to create and destroy all in it's path. I might never understand why it even exists, even after looking at so many examples and experiments. But I will understand one thing. Greed can create a disaster, Apathy can create monsters, Love is the one true emotion that can make a human ,human. For without it a human can only live, but not enjoy life.

What's this? A drawing I made that's not just a floating head and chest? Fascinating... Still working on perspective though.

Had a dream about an endless series of shelves... atop a mountain of buildings.

there lies an answer...to what i seek....

the ...tower...

Since I was a kid I always liked this idea of polishing two soda bottles and using them as binoculars.

Tried to art. Failed miserably.

So who is Horace Jenkemshire?

Lord of the brown hands, conqueror of the great marketeer colonies, and overseer of the order of the all seeing monocle.

Another example of my design.

it’s crap i know.