Lost Story In-between Frames

Below are art pieces I drew and colored. These are conceptual art I created in my free time. They helped me through my time of rehabilitation. Hope you enjoy them.

 

Pushed into the world of pastels and pencil crayons.

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The Bouquet of Stars

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The Squirrel

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The Paradox Cat (upright or sitting?)

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The Sparrow

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The 7 Eyes of Parallel Planes

The Wolf

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The Heron

The Pelican

Cognitive Evolution

The Gift Exchange

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The Craft

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The Deer

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The Rhino

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The Upward Staircase to the Heavens

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The Knight and The Maiden

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The Wizard

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The One Feathered Swan

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The Multi-Facet Eagle

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The Elephant

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The Arachnid Emperor

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The Primal Stork

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The Phoenix

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The Peacock

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The Male Dragon

The Peacock Phoenix

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The Wolves

The Tree Ent

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The Lupus Canis

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The Kangaroo

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The Gargoyle

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The Elemental Mask

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The Fox

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The Living World Tree

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The World Glasses

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Maximal and Minimal; Worlds Between Worlds

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Sergeant Bird

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Expressions of Sir Bird

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Female Dragon

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Lucas Luxor LVX

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The Seal

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The Beaver

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The Lion

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The Horse

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The Owl

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The Stag

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The Cheetah

The Orange Phoenix

The Dark, The Light and The Better Medium

The Dark, The Light and The Better Medium. My original book was based on the idea of how there was light in selfless and unconditional love, it was an idea that stayed true to it’s essence as an innocent inquiry blog book into the crazy world of life, dream, light and knowledge. This soon brought me to the idea of darkness that would be reflected seeing this light. The darkness that brood which became the selfish and conditional love which I came to dwell on specifying what love I should aim for, often putting love on a pedestal and gradually fed into the inability to clench the insatiable world of pure virtually generated fantasy. I soon later stumbled on the untold end dynamics and detailed recount which became the product here. The Better Medium was arrived by coming to the epiphany that is self-worth, maximizing of priority and preferences. 

I also looked at selfish and unconditional love and finally the 5th selfless and conditional love; these two other worlds were decaying copycats which did not do much but to help map out the field and since the light and dark seemed to be the most liberating to understand.

I indulged in a “Netflix” binge one day and came across a very relevant and curious movie called “The Thirteenth Floor”. Which played on the premise of the world is a virtual world, and in it existed the only other world in the multiverse with a virtual world inside of another virtual world. It allowed the person to jack into a world to do their vices knowing this world was virtual but at the cost the person in the virtual world who was a very real functioning person with a life of his own, would lose a couple of hours and no memory of what he has done in that world during the time of his occupancy in the “skin suit”. They knew very well that the people in that virtual world had a very real existence and their relationships and life were not something to mess around with. Life ensued and finally the bar tender a close friend of the genius architect of this artificial world received a letter he was not suppose to read and found our about the virtual world and how he was not real. That nothing in his reality was real, they were just code and there were limitations to their artificial world. The man was able to jack out of the virtual world into the “upper” world where he would get a glimpse of the real world the world of tomorrow as they call it behind glass walls and picket fences.

From there I brought myself to a higher understanding to comprehend the place I call the “Crossway” of this existence. “Crossway” is the golden means of life where life can ideally thrive. Such is the distance of the Sun to the Earth and the Moon (it’s tide cycles) is to the Earth to make life habitable, not to forget Jupiter and it’s massive gravity to direct the meteors/space debris from hitting Earth.

So as my light is selfless unconditional love, my dark became selfish conditional love. I learned that the Better Medium was arrived by coming to the epiphany that is self-worth, maximizing of priority and preferences. 

These are the renditions of what my Dark, Light and Better Medium came to be. These were personally rendered on Adobe Photoshop to get a dynamic of the flow and energy found in traditional Yin-Yang. The bleeding and outer rings of these two graphics came out naturally to show the nature of transferred energy red to blue, black and white. This last render (The 2nd) is a 12 or 13th level dynamic graphic. Dynamic in that it was created in a procedural and gradual edits using vectors and pin point accurate rotations of vector programming. Meaning, You cannot merely replicate these graphics unless you proceed in a certain step by step generation of these graphics. Nothing is actually wrong with these two graphics they are in perfect harmony. Any mismatch or slight overlay nudges happened naturally during the erecting process.

In my recent dreams, I do not understand if it’s just my mind running like a loose tap but I am starting to see a fluidness of evolving  micro to macro worlds as I am lucid dreaming. They call it an awakening but it feels like I’ve touched the edge of what would be deemed sanity at this point. I feel and understand now what it is like to be normal and sane with a small touch of crazy some times but it’s good to know your limits as I’m sure no one “great” has ever thought inside the box for out of the box answers. The more dreams I have, the more vivid the detail, depth and colors seem to become a touch of synesthesia perhaps. Though it seems more like a jumble of mess degrading or evolving mass despite that fact there is a pattern of looking deeper into the worlds within itself.

 

-Nam

Justice Simplification

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  1. Perspective; justice for one, justice for others, justice of consensus and justice for all.

 

Justice for one:

Fight for your dreams, make a path for your future.

Justice for others:

Fight for those you love, make a way for other’s to follow.

Justice of Consensus:

Fight for the cause, have faith and believe in your cause.

Justice for all:

Fight for what you believe in and pursue that good place you want to end at.

Live and die at your own pace.

There is justice for one, other’s, consensus and all in the world. There is justice for one. There’s a realization that justice however trivial, mundane or small the task – it is always important to see that life is what you make out of it. Some make oranges and other’s make lemons. You have to make sure you fight for your own dreams and not other’s dreams so that you can produce the product that you fought for at the end of your life.

There is justice for others. There’s a belief that you must sacrifice the self in order to satisfy your peers. This is some of the time the case with the world where one becomes a martyr to the public out of goodness of the heart. In most cases however one only improves themselves in order to appeal to the public. There is a truth in the world where you should pave a way for those you love. This is the way and where happiness lay. You teach each other and you share your wealth. In this way in the end everyone benefits.

Fight for the cause, have faith and believe in your cause. The justice of consensus. The idea behind this is that you make sure you create a world where you believe in what you came here to do on Earth. We have a cause and a purpose to fight for. We came here with a belief that life is good and that we fight for what we believe is right. The idea is that you harness and cultivate the opinion of the whole and collective in order to come up with great ideas and worlds of possibilities. Through some research and a little written survey one can become fruitful in cultivating the mind and dispensing the best forms of justice in the consensus.

There is justice for all. We must fight for what we believe in and pursue that happy place we have in our hearts with all the life we can conjure. To seek this place with reasonable boundaries and limits but giving it our all when we apply ourselves. There are problems with the world and the human condition is usually quite the misfit. It can be death dealing to passive aggressive but still dangerous to the life force of humanity. It is in the whole entirety of all things that makes this form of justice important. Justice for all is the reason why I stand strong and why I breathe. It is what I seek if I seek any justice at all. Life is what it is because of “Justice for all” and I will stand by the good codes and the all mustered virtues in life.

Live and die at your own pace. I know there’s an agenda for a monogamous relationship in life but there is also justice for those who have been done injustice in life. Justice is a strong term and justice is a very ambiguous and abstract a thing. But love and kindness is timeless. You do what you need to despite what the world has to say with some form of limits of course – to do yourself justice in this world. A person may tell you that you are living life “wrong” but only you can figure out what you need to do to find your happiness in life. Everyone is accountable for their actions and there are consequences for their actions but at the end of the day you are the one who will be sleeping at night in that body and head of yours. How well you sleep depends on your conscience and this is true any where you go.


 

Christians were my Angels;

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Traveling far where light was absent,

At the cost of their lives and the costs of managing this risk,

They came,

From the depths of the cruel jungles

A path rewritten,

a life redrawn,

The many times I have hesitated before dinner to give grace,

I forget where this gift of life came from.

That he altered the path of my life entirely.

Do you know of him?

The one that brought his legions to Earth.

He was a sword, a teacher a miracle worker.

He has passed but-

Now he has an army of faithful serving in this era.

Not completely militant but continuing the path he chose.

He lives in spirit as collective body-

He fights as a rogue despite darkness and sway of powers out there.

He doesn’t care what you think of his methods and approaches

He only lets the products of his works provide it’s argument.

He produced us a functional society.

A promised land, sanctuary from conflict, corruption and tyranny.

I only hear whispers of the war in Vietnam,

The war that was fought that was never really theirs to fight.

Thank the Americans for their investing of time and lives.

Thank you for your efforts in fighting for democracy where it was absent.

The promised land that was given was more then perfect.

To start with a clean slate was all we could ask for.

To start from the bottom to work our way back to stability was all we needed.

You opened doors for those who had nothing.

For that you have my sword.

I fight for hope, faith and redemption in your name and humanity’s

My whole experiences is yours.