Żagań, Poland 1920s
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Żagań, Poland 1920s
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot
Text:
Count my eyes — a patient ring,
Each a lens for everything.
Downward gaze and inward gleam,
Waking truth from broken dream.
Not a whisper slips the thread —
All that’s living, all that’s dead.
So don’t you fear — they’re always there:
They see your pain, and still dont care.
A small rhyme was written by me. I like this character, but I'm disappointed that she doesn't have any biography, and I decided to dilute the drawing for interest with a poem dedicated to her.
Be my guest 👁️🕯️
hhmm hes supposed to be 28 but the chronic stress def made him look a little older,,, 40...
I'm too lazy to color in the hands, I'll do it some other time.