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hi, melissa. i drew a dot. happy birthday.


this dot means something.
this dot represents many things. the process of drawing this dot was done in several seconds, in that time a life or two had flickered in and or faded out. that is not an alternate universe, but an alternate fabricated universe pushing its way into existence, screaming, with blood all over it, and the universe being crumpled up and thrown away was probably discarded in the same fashion. this fact leads to the realization, or reminder, that life is the most valuable, beautiful thing to ever occur, and that we should be grateful of every second we breathe. and that makes this dot also represent my giving you those few seconds, that short span of my own life, to you.

this dot means something.
this dot, being drawn by me, hides so much more in it than we can imagine. after your brain has processed that the drawing is a dot, that tiny string of data zaps its way over to the thought that i, me, vinnie, drew the dot, and from there the data explodes like electrode(that's who he is), scattering throughout little branches and stems, collecting who i am based off of observations you've previously taken in. you see, we're like a bucket being filled with water. when we're new, we already have our body and the components that keep us intact, but we need to be packed with data to fulfill the point of the vessel, so we rapidly collect it when we're empty, but then once we have enough to base any extra data off of, we are ready to be used and any excess knowledge will dissolve into the rest where the rest will be the most likely to stay in the bucket.

this dot means something.
this dot illustrates life, and the human mind, and how life is in the mind and on the outside is something we cannot comprehend enough to have the right to fit it into a four letter word.this dot shows how one little spec...a birth...sucks in everything around it-why does a baby scream? because it is already trying to grasp what its own existence means but it can't because there's nothing to learn because it doesn't know what learning is so it cries and cries until it opens its eyes and then...it begins killing true purity simply by witnessing it-this dot proves that thoughts are made out of thoughts are made out of thoughts and it goes on forever until you build an entire world that only you live in because everybody around you is you because you make them up you think who they are you think what they do and why they do it and you are surrounded by yourself and you are a prisoner to existence.




this dot means something.
i swear it does.
©2009-2010 ~GetYourGrip
:icongetyourgrip:

Author's Comments

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happy burfday to melissa :iconohsostarryeyed: :party: :cake:

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Can I get something written for me on my birthday? :eager: :heart:

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:iconvideotaped:
oh wow.

you drew so much out of this dot.

a deep looking, indeed.

beautiful piece. happy birthday melissa!

--
to avoid criticism,
do nothing,
say nothing,
be nothing.

personally, i'd rather be someone than no one.

wouldn't you?
:iconohsostarryeyed:
a. electrode like the pokemon?

b. i'm sorry i took those from your life, but

c. i'm glad you did all the same, because you wouldn't have written this otherwise.

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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
:icongetyourgrip:
yes.

it's

cool.

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Married to the pen,
and we're both having an affair
with the page.
:icongetyourgrip:
haha, it's inevitable.

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Married to the pen,
and we're both having an affair
with the page.
:iconohsostarryeyed:
:iconelectrodeplz:

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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
:icongetyourgrip:
:]

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Married to the pen,
and we're both having an affair
with the page.
:iconairlux27:
One hell of a dot, I might say...

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