I like how it looks kind of cryptic? Idk, but I like it lol
Okay. So I finally decided that I will put some of my pics/poems up here for ppl to see... Or something. I was convinced by someone. o.o
AND So here they are! The patterns (Some of them) To begin with!
OBS! LARGE IMAGES. CLICK THE FULL SIZE ON YOUR OWN RISK xP
1. Some random heart I drew during the spannish lesson a year or two ago.
2.Eh... Oh! I showed this to ppl to get into art school... Did come in but i chose another school O.o
3.TO DARKDRAGO. Cause he asked. But im still keepin the original xP Unless U pay. MOUAHAHHA!
4. ASTROID!! or something.
Last edited by Xiga; 03-31-2011 at 05:36 AM.
I like how it looks kind of cryptic? Idk, but I like it lol
Thanks~~ Im still making new patterns... And stuff. I have scanned 36 patterns but only showed 2 here so far^^ Also... Its weird but I can also do your personal pattern ;D
Or something IDK.
Patterns are my thing~~
Awww! Such pretty designs and patterns! I never knew you could do stuff like this, Xiga. I'm very impressed!~ Like, V E R Y.
Something..Today is the day. It's the day of a new beginning, and another end. Depending on where one stands during this day, may change the outcome of what's about to happen. It may be good. It may be bad. We don't know...
Some people know exactly where to be during this day, but most of us, including myself have no idea. This is something new to mankind. Heck, its something new to this planet, this world and universe. Where should one stand in this discovery? What should one choose?
Most are believers, but some deny this happening... Me myself. I'm not sure.
So why am I trembling? Why am I excited like never before? Why aren't I afraid like so many others? Confident like everyone else?
The discovery of a new Dawn.
So... The dream started with me and my friend sitting in my living room. We were chatting about the weather and the landscape and what not, when suddenly a wall starts melting. She's like; WTF. But I tell her; nah, no worries. It happens every now and then. And we continued talk.
After a while my dog comes in and barks at me, and even starts to growl. He never makes a sound usually. When I turn back to the sofa my sister is all of a sudden in the sofa beside my friend. My dog still continues to growl at me and I get confused of why. As I look around for some reason to the growling, I suddenly see that the landscape outside the living room windows are moving. From the cold snowy landscape, it changes to a flat and early fall like desert. And all of a sudden the room turns into silver Volvo, and there’s some random woman driving the car. I know that the woman is dangerous in some way and that we can’t escape the car or wherever the place we were going to. Yet it feels somewhat safe with her around. Safer than it could have been.
As she drives I realize that we are in USA. Ahead of us was a turn in the road and ahead of that a field with two telephone wire poles in it. We expect the woman to turn but she smiles and says that this is the way were going, and that there will be a flash and some high pitched noises. I clinged to the seat in front of me (since I sat in the back seat) and I saw how the woman drove straight off the road and onto the field. A few flashes later we just stopped on the field.
I ask if we are there yet, wherever we were going, and the woman who is blond and wears a silver suit with a pink blouse steps out of the car and says; Of course we are, why wouldn’t we?
I mumble back, still in the car; You said there would be high pitched noises.
I looked around and all I could see was still just the field, the road and the two phone pillars, but the second I step out of the car everything changes. I’m inside a half house just a few steps from a table with an empty chair. The table reaches from inside the half house and out on a courtyard, and is the form of a oval. The house is red, and there’s some painting on the wall.
I stay still, confused of the change, when someone at the table nods at me to sit down. So I do so. My friend and my sister are already sitting at it. Already sitting the people around the table, including the mystery blond woman (who by then has a red suit) turn and stare at me. They all look serious and I get that ‘I-can’t-breath-‘cause-I’m-so-sad’- feeling.
They begin to speak and tell me that I'm in Hell. I’m going to stay and that I’m dead. They tell me that I’m also going to go to an Academy there, to learn whatnot.
As they speak, two of my school friends pass buy in ugly baby pink shirts; The school uniform. They wave and seem falsely happy. I wave back and think; Man, maybe this isn’t so bad after all, to be stuck in hell. Then the people around the table continue and tell of a legend. Something about a room somewhere in the Academy. I didn’t listen.
All of a sudden, instead of sitting on the chair by the table, I’m sitting on a stone wall, outside on the courtyard. It’s a wall of a labyrinth fused with a middle-age(era) tower, and there’s lots of grass and moss around it. The sky is dark, and it looks like it would start raining any second, and at the horizon there’s nothing but grass covered hills. It reminded me of Scottland. A friend stood behind me and looking at her flip-able cell phone like as if she hypnotized and in front of me stood another friend. Josefin and Rebecca. Josefin talked over my head seeing as I sat between them, and said to Rebecca; “When is your birthday?” While still looking down at her fold up phone. Rebecca doesn’t answer, but we start walking on the walls, or in-between walls in the labyrinth. Josefin starts to speak again and she's almost crying. I still have that- I’m-so-sad feeling, but I think it’s weird that she's crying.
After all, I think, she's been here longer than me. Josefin then said; I don’t know my friends that well.. It’s so sad. I don’t know anyone more than I want to. I don’t know!!
She almost scrams the last words.
I suddenly found the situation threatening, and I rushed past Rebecca, and jumped gracefully from wall to wall, from ground-level to ground-level. Suddenly I stopped and turned, and I see Josefin with a shotgun aiming for me, and Rebecca with a revolver doing the same. However the wepons looked medieval. Then I noticed that something about their faces was off. They had the typical creepy saw toothed 'C:<' smile. And their eyes were red. I started running again, and it started to rain. The rocks became slippery, but somehow I know my way, and exactly where I should go.
As I run I also noticed that this was a test between students, and that this was some cruel game of turning best friends against one other. There was also two guys who started chasing me, as I ran from Rebecca and Josefin. They however had nothing but small pocket knife’s.
I turned left, left, then right, and then squeezed myself through a small water drain in the labyrinth wall. Inside those walls was a dark and cold passage. For some reason I had, while running, gotten a moldy-blue cape. And the second I get into the passages a male somehow rips it, by sticking in his arm under the drain after me. However I managed to keep some of it.
Somehow I kind-of knew where the passage lead. It lead to another part of the labyrinth-courtyard, an area which there weren’t as much grass or moss on the walls, and the walls weren’t as thin. Heck one could have fitted a carriage there, where I was going, I thought. But I was still in the dark and moist tunnels.
I walked through the tunnels which were lit by some kind of blue neon-light, and up a slope. Everything was made of stone-bricks and/or iron. Some grass and water leaks were here and there.
When I came up to the top of the slope, still inside the tunnels, I looked around. I’m in a small room, with a metal wall which has iron chains crossed past the whole wall, as if keeping me inside, and there was a huge lock on it.
That’s when I recognized myself. I was in a map from a game called S4 League. I also note to myself that I should move, cause a monster could come out from the two sidewalls any second.
I walked through the iron wall which wasn’t a wall, but an illusion, and then I found myself in a brightly lit circle-formed room with three exits out to the second courtyard. The one which could fit the carriage’s on the walls and in-between them in the passages. I chose the left one and walked out, and there I climbed up on the nearest wall and onto the “roof” of the circle-formed room. I was outside again and the Air chilled me and the sky was still dark. Cloudy night. On top of that circle-formed room there was a high tower, and around the second courtyard (There was a fence around this one), there was circle-formed labyrinths, and behind them there was ruins to the right, and foggy iron gates to the left. I chose to walk towards the ruins and past a tower which stood on the circle formed room. I walked inside the ruins and suddenly I found myself inside a mansion. The ruins former shape. (Imagine the ruins as skyscraper ruins. Lots of iron and concrete.)
During all this I’m completely alone.
I walked up some red wooded stairs, and into a grand hall. Right in front of the stairs there was a green and white room, with two pairs of double-shut doors standing open. I started walking inside the room. Windows were to my left, the hall was too the right, and the stairs behind me. I walked across the wooden hall floor and into the room . But before I pass the second of the two double-doored doors, I remembered the legend that the randoms were talking about around the table.
It was a legend about a room in an empty mansion (not academy) which swallowed people. I even remembered that by the table, there had been a painting on the wall, which was of the room I was about to walk into. I shreeked and turn around. The second I did that, the double doors shut behind me. The ones I hadn’t passed yet. I see the second, doors, which are also, just like the ones who already shut, about 5 meters high and of massive oak. I see them start to shut and I run. I remember that it was sunny outside from the second the ruins turned to the mansion. It was still so, and the green made it even more bright. By the window, in the “Middle hall” I note a dark wooded chair, before I ran out and escaped the doors.
The mansion was still empty, just as before, and I was back in the wooden floored hall. There was chandelier in the hall, and there was details on the roof which were absolutely astonishing, but the house felt threatening now. The sun made it look like it was foggy inside too.
I can also remember that the walls in the hall, they had beige panels on the bottom and an ugly orange-yellow colour above them. The windows were modern white, and there was a huge mirror on the wall facing the eat-peope-room’s wall. I turned back to the stairs ready to leave.
I walked down the stairs, and the stairs turned to the right in an U turn(unlike before where they were straight. It’s the same stairs I came up with)They were still of a dark red wood. Then I noticed that there’s a room to my left in, the U turn. I opened the door and found myself in a humongous library, with like, t-rex skeletons and toy train tracks hanging from the ceiling. I walked up to the desk where you usually rent books, but no one was there. It was just straight ahead, and there I found a pile of abandoned toys. Mostly toy cars. I started to play with them, and they moved by their own will as if they were happy to be played with again.
Then suddenly I saw myself from out of body perspective again (It had been flippin’ around. I see myself in different angles, mostly behind, but it’s also me doing the stuff. Ya know?)
I saw that I seemed to turn more and more insane, like if my mind is being devoured by that room while still playing with the cars. (Have you seen Paprika? It was like the toys were eating my mind or something.)As I played, someone I knew, maybe my mom, came into that room, and walked over to me, crouching down as if she was going to say something. She didn’t and as I turned to face her, her mouth, eyes and nostrils expand like black holes till there was only a black hole-face left. Then the person turned away and walked away. I followed and when I reached the stairs, I suddenly get pushed from above from some random air-force, into the wall to my left, and I fly right through it. It was as if the mansion didn’t want my twisted mind any more. It spat me out through the wall (which also was an illusion) and as I was falling, I wondered why it didn’t want me. I could hear creepy sounds of the house, yet I wanted to stay.
Outside it was sunny, and I appreciated the sun. But when I hit the ground it turned pitch black again. (weather wise)Then I stood up and I heard hooves. I’m back at the circle labyrinth with the tower...
And that’s when I wake up.
But there was a continuation and more details… I’m not sure I want to share the second part though.
Next night the dream somehow continues. I had a worried feeling it would all day, and apparently it did.
This time it started with me being at the second courtyard, at the place where I had fallen down... I was alone but I could hear hooves, but instead of the iron-gate at the horizon to the left of me, there was a lake. The sky was dark and the sun was just rising above the lakes horizon, blood red in color. It was more of a long lake than a round one, and as soon as I saw the dock and the raft near the shore some distance from where I stood, I knew what lake I was at. Dånviken, a lake just 500 meter from where I live irl. The sun was colored red and made everything look kind-of red/gray. But it didn’t reflect into the water.
At the dock there was a small gondola-shaped boat, which I knew was mine. I also knew that somehow I had to get into that boat and away from the Second courtyard and the ruins/mansion. That was when I heard the hooves once more. They were closer and when I turned my eyes away from the blood-red sunrise I almost got run over by a gray horse with a brown middle-aged carriage.
Inside the carriage there were army people and all of a sudden I found myself holding a gun. I held the weapon and the army people immediately saw me and turned to aim me. In panic I decided to drop the gun and ran back to the somewhat safety of the mansion. After all, a part of me wanted to go back to that creepy house, even if the house itself spat me out. I ran, down through the labyrinth and then scaled the walls to get as fast as I could to the mansion. Then everything disappeared. Instead of standing on the somewhat well known stone bricks, I was standing on a lawn covered field again. Instead of the ruins that were in front of me just seconds earlier, there were three white square-shaped tents. Unpleased with the change, and uncomfortable, I decided to walk into one of the tents where my former teacher was standing, with a military-medic helmet. She was treating a shot-wound on my best friend Freja. But something was wrong. I wasn’t in their team.
My teacher screams something and then pulls a handgun and aims at me. I feel a sharp pain in my left shoulder, but instead of fleeing I somehow went to attach, and twisted the gun out of the medic’s hand. Then I shot her. She looked shocked when the bullet hit her but I could see myself smiling; Almost as Rebecca and Josefin had done before, when they aimed me. I was a warrior.
After that I turned my attention to my best friend Freja. She’s really pale and the shot wound almost glowed red in the small amount of light, due to the blood and in contrast to her pale self/black clothes. I smiled. Then I stepped on her throat, twisting my foot back and forth and watched her suffocate to death, till I finally snap her neck by laying my whole weight on my leg. I don’t know why. But when I did it I laughed.
Before leaving the tent I treated my shoulder and took the medic’s helmet for protection then open the tent ”door”. I can remember so clearly how the tent smelled, and the sounds around it. It smelled moldy and damp, and the grass inside was cold and slippery due to the dampness of the morning weather. When I walked out I see something on fire to my left, and three solider running away from something to my right. I still wore my moldy-blue colored cape from the first dream, and under it I had black clothes. By then they were stained from shooting the medic s well as getting shot.
It was downhill towards the lake from the tent I was at, and at the dock there was still no one. But my boat was still there.
On my way down I note that the sun was still frozen at the same angle as if no time had passed at all since I first fled the soldiers. And still there was no reflection in the lake from it. However there was reflection from the fires.
I walked down to the dock whilst the battle roared around me, and all the way out on it till I got to my boat. There I found my childhood friend, Felicia, sleeping. The boat was just big enough to fit her and one other person. But I didn’t care. I could have saved her, and shared the boat, but she had my boat, and she was sleeping in it without permission.
Instead of waking her up I decided to drown her. Violently I wrapped the blanket around her, one that she already had. It was gray-blue and kind of harsh, not soft at all. Before she realized what I was doing, I threw her into the lake. But I wasn’t pleased with just that; I bended down and grabbed her throat and held her under water watching her shocked expression fade, watching as her life slowly was escaping from her. As I realized she was dead, I grinned, then I let go of her letting her sink to the bottom. I stepped over from the dock to my boat and as soon as I sat down I started rowing towards the sunset.
I knew that I had to go that way. There was something behind the sunset that I really had to get, or something. The trees around the lake were pitch-black, neither did they reflect the light of the blood-red sun. Only the dark gray clouds did reflect the sunlight, and moving objects, like my boat and my clothes.
As I paddled I noticed that the forests around the lake seemed to come closer and closer to me, as if they were going to crush me in-between them. But I didn’t care. I kept on paddling. The only thing I could hear by then was the sounds of the battles, by then far behind me, and my paddles dripping down in the lake every time I rowed a stroke. I hummed a melody, and the same music box melody as in the mansion appeared around me, as if it was singing along to my humming in its own way. When I looked down on the boat I found one of the red toy cars that I had played with in the library that made me insane.
It was the one creating the melody box melody.
Suddenly I got struck by a flashback of the car’s previous owner, a small boy. He was seriously pale, and he was mentally insane. I don’t know how I knew it at the time, but I just did. He was sitting in a white hospital-like room, and he had typical English style 18th century clothes, with one of those hats. His hair was curly and dark, dark brown and he played with the red toy car. Suddenly a girl appeared in the room besides the boy. She tried to get a hold of the toy car but the boy refused to share. His eyes nostrils and mouth suddenly turned into black holes, and they expanded till there was nothing left of his face besides blackness. He took his toy car then went to attack.
With the metal toy-car in his hands he swung the car several times at the small girls face. The girl fell to the floor unconscious but the boy continued. I helplessly watched as the boy suddenly threw the car at the wall, so it broke and then started to scratch the girls face and neck into the bare bone. The girl was dead.
When the flashback ended I suddenly found myself in the green eat-people mansion room. This time here were no doors. Just as before in the mansion, the weather outside seemed sunny and bright. However I couldn’t go out. I couldn’t break the windows, because every time I got close the windows they moved, and that invisible air force that pushed me out from the mansion before shot me back. The last time I tried my hardest it shot me back to the opposite side of the room, into the wall facing the windows, where invisible hands grabbed me and pressed me to the ugly green wall. Then the boy from the vision appears and walked across the room in front of me.
At that moment I got filled with anger over what he did to the poor girl, and I rage. I somehow got the power to break loose from the invisible hands, and when I was free I ran straight towards the faceless boy. As I reached him grabbed him by his neck with my nails, and slam him against the floor white painted wooden floor. I repeated the action while laughing till his skull cracks. I somehow knew that if this boy died I could get free some way.
But I didn’t. The boy didn’t die. Wheezing breaths could be heard from the small body, and the wallpaper in the green room had been ripping itself to shreds for every time I smashed his head against the floor. When I finally had lost interest of banging the boy’s head against the floor, I decided to roam around in the exit-less room. The sun was still shining outside the windows creating the illusion of fog inside the room, just as before.
The walls had cracks in them, and behind the tile there were dark red-wooden panels. I suddenly realized that if I somehow could break the tile, I might be able to get out of there, that I might be able to go back to the red and dark, but safe library, or even some other room. But to do that I needed a sharp object. And the only thing besides me and a dark wooden chair in the room was the faceless boy.
Somewhere around then I thought to myself; “The wooden chair is useless. Wood vs wood doesn’t work and I can’t reach the windows.”
So I turned jogged to the boy’s body and then place my fingers in the black hole(his face), where his jaw should have been, then jerk down. I get a hold of his jaw and rip it out, and with that I returned to the panels and started to scrape the wall. At the same time, the black hole of the boys face started to grow larger, spreading across the room as snakes with hands at the tips. Small hands were flying straight at me. (Fma-like)
The second I actually realized that I was about to get attacked, I broke through the panels and ended up in a bright blue room. This room was the dining room, and there was a large table in the middle of it. I throw myself at the floor to avoid the dark hands, but the second they reach the border tp this new room they cached fire, and fell down to the floor in the form of small sparks.
I looked up. My hands were bloody, and stained with blackness from the boy’s face, the medic and Freja. And I was dirty from the battle, and alarmingly tired. But I didn’t get to rest for long. I observe the room. The table was set, for 12, and there was a big chandelier. Behind me was a small table with a silver-plate and a canteen, as well as the hole to the green room, to my right, a door out. And to my left a fireplace. In front of me was the table.
As I looked around I notice something else. In the second room I found the little girl from the flashback, and beside her, my friend Hasim. She was wearing a bright dress and her hair was long and white. Hasim, who is black and massive wore his reagular jeans and sweatshirt. They didn’t fit together at all. They were standing in the corner of the bright blue dining-room and they were pointing towards something that looks like a puddle on the floor. As I got closer, I realized that they were statues, just that moment I got the horrid feeling that something was behind me.
I didn’t dare to look behind me, so instead I continued to walk towards the puddle in the dining room to see what they were pointing at. It was just in the corner of the massive room besides the fireplace. When I got closer to the puddle I decided to look down into it. In the puddle the reflection seemed twisted. I looked up again at Hasim and the girl; In “real” life they looked surprised, or even mockingly happy, as if; “Hahaha someone spilled here!(kind of lame)” but in the puddle they look like they lost someone to a tradgic accident or like they were horrified. Maybe they thought Freja or my childhood friend who I both killed. Then I noticed two other things. I see me, behind myself, a clone. A me who looks like a maniac, as if ‘I’m’ about to stab myself. But when I turned In panic, I didn’t see the second me. I see the room. Just as it was before. Then I turn back to Hasim and the girl. Somehow they were insanely close to me, with fangs wide open, just like the weeping angels from dr who.
And I blink. Then I wake up…
So. Theres actually more to this, but its too depressive to write in long times, so im still working on it.
These are dreams that Ive dreamt. I can remember Everything, still today even since the first one was like.. 5 days ago? Yeah. And I prossesse them by writing em down.
Last edited by Xiga; 06-16-2011 at 12:51 PM.