Well, Zak-kuun, Thank You! Like the yin & the Yang, I guess every human being is an amalgamation of the Divine and a bit of the Devil, but I am not a profound philosopher though I spend way too much time looking into my own abyss. I am still going through some of my dark-archives and may post them as I find them, cleaning out the computer of the hundreds, if not thousands, of drawings I have scattered in different folders lall over my hard drive. But, weirdly, I am getting burnt out on that aspect of myself. In the end, as it has been written in various literature, not all that glitters is gold. I think the Bible said it first, though. I have always spent too much time being self introspective through out my life, which has caused so much depression and sadness from the horrors of this world. I am getting to a point that the crazy and crazy music, I am just getting burnt out again. I have been at a cross roads for over a year or two, and I keep sticking my head in a hole, and in the end I am empty inside. I am always going to weird, I guess, at now the age of almost 50. I go through the stages of let's get all nuts, and more so lately, I am caught in a vacuum of a downward spiral. I have my crazy art plastered all over the web, but I am sick of who I am lately, so I have been getting more "hippy-ish" again. I work in Corrections at a jail, though I have a BFA in an art and 2 other degrees in medical and computers. I have been in 3 branches of the military and now I am deathly sick looking into the mirror, facing my own mind....I would like to start getting back into my roots and look into landscape painting, still lifes, portraits, and just leave the Dark-Syde alone for a while....I am going through job and marital problems at home and I guess you could call it a mid life crisis, but I feel like I have been on that trip for years, burrowing my head in the sand with nicotine, alcohol, prescription drugs from the drug pimp doctors, adrenalin, and the chaos of life.....It is worse in the morning, facing your own life, head on, and not liking who you are or where you are on so many levels. If I can crawl out of this sickness at some point, I desperately want to change my life and if I have the balls and the guts, I'd like to become a teacher and get my masters in art education, while I still have some life left in my bones...But I am definitely at a spiritual cross roads, and God Bless, you buffy, for the your most kindest of thoughts and words. I am standing on this precipice of my life and I have got to make a change, but I am trouble making that first step of a million steps on the journey. I am not as bullet proof as I used to be...But I have got to make a change because my current life is killing me, literally, mentally, and physically.