she laid me down in bed
and sung me songs that sounded like the ocean.
I still think of it when I feel broken, it awakens something deep inside of me.

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she laid me down in bed
and sung me songs that sounded like the ocean.
I still think of it when I feel broken, it awakens something deep inside of me.
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I really love how this dirty pour ended up resembling a beautiful mountain range. God i love paint pouring, the combinations are quite literally endless~
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‘The Swirl Aquatic’
Fluid Posters Design
A series of posters focused on the use of bold typography and fluid textures
Piece of mind
Metaphors
A Glass of Anger
If you pour your anger in a glass, little by little, then that glass will be fully loaded.
You can put the glass lid on the top, and never open it.
You sealed that gathered anger feeling and never show them to anyone.
You will never taint something, anything.
You will never hurt somebody.
But that glass filled anger is heavy and you carry it whenever you go.
Maybe that glass will explode one day? Like a bomb.
Because it contains a large amount of toxic.
Or the anger filling could leak because it does not fit up snugly against the glass.
And then it begins contaminating your soul.
But you can spill the filling untill the glass is empty.
But it will scatter everywhere.
You will taint something or everything around it.
You will hurt someone or everyone.
Maybe you can wash them until no trace of dirt seen.
You can apologize to them.
But sometimes the dirt also can not be washed no matter how you clean it, it is called stain.
They could forgive but couldn't forget.
But the glass will be empty and become light.
You feel the burden being lifted off your shoulder.
Or else, you can also spill that glass filled anger a half empty though.
The choice is yours.
Hard to believe, I know some people that are so kind to the level they never get angry over something, like angels.
They are never consumed by anger.
So anger is barely there, their glasses are hardly ever full.
a rare case indeed