Wednesday, June 27, 2012

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=̠̮̬̳̗̝͔͔̠̹̣̘̦̭͉̬̖̝̟̥͉͓͉̦̗͙̣̰͕̣̘̟̪͉̺̻͎̥̝̙̱̮͚͍̼͍͉͉͚̩͚̰̳̝̺͓̤̠̱̭̠̤͎͔̺͔̮̿ͧ́̏̅ͧ̍͐ͪͧ̿͌̾̄̈́̌̂̄̇̂ͦ̅̽̋̀͑ͤ̊̊̉̍̒ͯ̋ͨ͐͋̄͆ͦ̉ͦ̈́ͥͨ̇̑̑̒̓̔̎̾ͯͨ̿́̃̌̾ͭͫͩ̄̈́̊͑͋ͫ̓͐ͯ̐́ͭ́ͨ͗͌̐̿̆͊̓̌ͩ́̅ͥͭ͗͗̾̐̏̒̃̌͋ͧͣͯͤͪ̏̈̉̀̀̾ͮ͊̽̒̓̚̚̚ͅͅ=̮̣̥͚̹͚̭͓̻̞͚̹̫̺̪̳̲̗͈̪̳̤̪͔̜͙̬͉̗̤̘̠͇͇͖̖̯̯̼̣̲̭͇͚͍͓̩̱͔̱̝̮̰̝͖̲̲̼̲̘̙̖̹̹̫̗̞̫͓͓͔̯͇͎̖̜̠̖͙̤̜͎͉̟̫͕̤͖̰͓̞̭͚͔̦̫̝̙͍̜̺̹͓̱̗̥̯͎̮̥͚͖̹̙̜̩͓̭͆ͧ̍ͦ͆͌͐ͩͥ̎ͩͧ̾ͪ̑͐͛ͥ͛̓ͦ̏̓̈ͮ̉̍͊̉ͤ̈ͣ̑ͯ̀ͥͣ̀̊͆̒͋̀ͭ̿ͬͣ̽̑̉͋̑̈́̂̂̿͌ͧͫͮ̔̽ͯͅͅͅͅͅ=̱̲̹͕̲̩̙̟̘̣̗͈̣̪͇̩̮̝̰̭̞̙̩̩͕̦̰̭͍̱̜̻͕̝͓̱͕̙̪̤͖̪̞̥̠͔̳̘͙͔̞͎͙̭̣͎̰̤̳̻̲̺̭͖̲̻̫̤͉̫͙͈͓̥̩͈̫̯̠̝̩̰͈̩̳͙͎̗̺͓͚̞̲̲̥̰̭̲̪͚͉̜̘̝͔̣̰̦̱̹͖̹̗͖̫͖̫̦̜͉̳̠͇͓̜͎̬̀̔̐ͩ̋̑̐̆ͯ̐ͨͮͨ̐ͭͯ̇̅̂͑̓ͫ͑͊̉̅̆ͫ̏̎̋ͪͨ̅̿̐ͤ̏́͒́̽͑ͯ̓̆͛ͭ̋̌̆̉̄̔̽ͧ̋ͥ̍̄́͐̓͂̑̓ͣ̾̄ͨ̏̔͌ͅͅͅ=̰̹̬̪͈̦͇͎̱̥̄͐ͩ̈͆̽̈́̍̓ͥ̂̆͋̂̀ͬ̊͆̀ͦ͋̾ͧ̉ͭ͐̂̏͂̈́͆ͩͯ̽ͧͯ͐ͦͯͪ͛ͧ̾̅ͮ̂̃̓ͫ͆̑ͯ̈́̂͒̊̎̓͐̄͊̒ͪͨ̒ͧ͒ͭ͛̊́̅̎̿̈̿̆ͬ̃ͨ̇ͤ͐͗ͬ͐ͯ̒̅͊̄ͣͪ̈́ͤ̇̾̏̄̈́ͤ͑̈̃̉͛͋̌̃͋ͪ͛̓̓̉̋̐̄ͭ̈͒͒́ͤ͛ͥͣ͗͂̅̉̈̾̐̚̚̚=͎̭̰̮͇͓͎͚̠̬͕̭͇̥̟̻̺̹͖̰͕̟͔̤̂̈́͂ͩͤͣ͆ͯͨ̂͑͋̑̌̂ͨ̄͑̑ͨ̀̔͛ͣ̄͋͊̎̐̅ͤ͑̌͂ͬ̈́̊̽ͮͨͤ̀ͪ͊͊͒́̓͂͗̀̀̓̽̊̋ͨ͊ͯ̐̊̓̊̓̌ͧ͊̂ͫ͊͐̿ͮ̈̃̎̈ͣͭͬ̇̿͂̃̂ͪͪ̈́ͤ̒̀̍̍̀ͫ͐͆ͩͧ̄͆ͩ̋ͦ̄̔ͫ͌ͭ̇̒̑ͫ̿ͦ̃̐́̂͂ͬ̒̚̚̚ͅ=̮̜̻̹̬̯̰̤̣͇̗̩̗̟̠͕̰̾̃͐́̔̔̑̐̾̊̽ͨ͛͒̒ͤ̿͂ͧ̉͗ͦ̈́̈̐̀͑̏̽́͐̈́͒͑ͪ͊ͦ̃̊̊̍̿ͭ̆ͦ̅ͣ͋̆͋̿͒̾̇̓̒͑̈͗̃̃̍ͬͮͮ̿̆͌̓̋̒̎͊ͭ͂ͫ̂͐͂̏ͧ̾͆̈́̾̈͒ͮͧͦ̔̋̋ͫͧͥ̒ͩ̆̍ͪͧ̄͛̓̿ͤ͂̽̏̚̚̚=̙̩̤̤͓͖͆ͭ̓ͮ̎͂ͬ̿ͨ͊͑ͪ̍̓̌̌͒ͭ̓̈́̆͋̇̋ͬ̓̿̋ͩ̌͑͂ͮͬ̊̃ͫ͒̈̓͒ͭ̓ͥͬ̌̇͌̓ͩ͆ͮ͌ͯͪ́̄ͩͯ͒ͬͦͩͤ̐́̓́̈ͭ̓̍̆̑̍͒͐̋̈̂͗́̒ͪ̊̑͑̾ͪ͊̏ͮ̏͂̐̈ͬ̿̍̐̚̚̚=̖͙̞̭̦͈̟̼̯̮͚̲͇̻͕̤͔̲͍͓̜͉̅ͣ̅̌͆̏́͑̆̄ͮ̓ͣͥͩͥ͐̍̑̍̎ͯͤ́̌̅͐̅̓͐ͪͩ̏̉ͦ͊͌ͦ͊̽͗͌̍̈́̆̂̐̓̍̐̓͌ͧ̾ͣͤͤͫͯͬ̏͊̑͆͐̂͛͐ͦ͛ͨ͑̍̀ͧͮ̔̔̎͆̄̔͋̇̊̎́ͮͧ͂̿ͭ̑̉ͫͨ̉̈ͭ͋̚=͚̥̱͕̲͕̺͇̦̹̮̠̞̻̠̹̘̝̥̥̲̹͇̳̞͙̙̜̙̦̬̟̥̘̜̠͍̲̲͔̙͙̭̻̯͙̖̖̣͖̰̖͚̩̖̭̬̟̖̙̻̭̣͕̺̭͚͕̰̗̪̮͚͉̖̳͖̟̻̪͍̙̫̭̘̺̻̤̱̟̙̰̯̭̼̜̤͕̗̪̗̥̺͙͕̼͎̦̗͖͎̫̲̿ͯ̃ͩͧ̅̈̊̈ͧͯ̅̇̉ͤ͑ͦ̄̄̔͊̋̑͆ͮ̽͂͋ͬͭͧ̐͊̎̇ͪ͊̑̌̋̒̎̂̄͊̂̌̂̒͐̿̾̑̈́͗͑ͭͩ̾̋͋̓ͫ͋̍̓͗͂̉̾ͫͦ͛̒̓̈̅̓̿̎̂͂̌͂ͮͦͤ̑̈́̎͊̒̏̓̿̓̑͆̅͒̅ͥͧ̈ͭ̀͋̽ͪ̊͑̏͌ͪ̎͆ͤ̀ͮ̎̉ͨͮ̎̌̅ͩͮ͂͑́̉̓ͫ̑͑̃̚̚ͅͅͅ=͇̩͎̠̟̰̜̗̞̘̖̝̪̥͍̻̥̙̮̞̬̗͔͕̝̟͍͔͖̟̩̟̦̪̪̮͙̤̭̹̘͖̞̰̜̣̙͔̹̝̤̹̟̳̺͎͎̪̯͕̩̬̺̝̺̼̲͖͕̳͚̬̟̜̥̙̖͉͖̰͇͔̜̗̠̦̗̦̖͔͚̜̞͉̳̙͎͎̲̹̥͉͎͈̮̣̺͍̬̤͓̼̤̺̮̙͕̟͓̳̬̦͈̪̲̭̮̮̠̦̣̥̤͙̤̱̩̤͓̣̞̰͕͚͈͈͚̦̰͖͚͇̠̤͒͐̏̇ͫͩͩͮ̈̐̐̌ͧ̌ͯ̑̉̈͗ͦ͗̽̌̎̉̍ͮ̈́ͮ̌̑̆̊̌̄͂̀͒̂ͥͬ̔ͤ͌̌̌̄͑̅̎ͨ̾̂̔̌ͤ̂̌͛ͪ̋ͫ̏͆̿̎̒ͤͯ͐ͫ͌͐̉̓̊͌̉̃̐ͩ͊̂͛ͭ͛̏ͨ̑͂ͫ͗̾̓̏̀̽̋̍̆̎͛̍̚̚ͅͅͅ=͙̳͖̦̹̟̦̤͚̲̱̬͈̞̰͖̗̙̟̞͚̥̻̗̼͉͍̫̮̞͖̱͙͚̳̝͚̥̯̼̟̜͈̖̥̳͈̘̺̜̱̝̙̩͙̜͖̼͚̤̲͇̺̥̗̼͉̗̗͙̰̲͙̱̩̼͙̖̫͇͕̝̜͓̘̻̘̻̳̟͇͙̑̂ͥ͌ͭͣ̊̾̀ͮ͒̿̋̾̎̌̂ͭ̐̀̀̓͗ͦ̾̀̋̔͆̒̔́̊́̒ͬ͂͒̊ͯͦ͂ͭ̓ͨ̆͆͋̚ͅ=͎͓͉͇͕̲͕̲̠̫͓̮̯͓̼̙̠̖̘͍̹̖̘̩̜̺͖͚̩̯̲̠͖̙͚͉͖͓̳̟̣̻̜̪ͭ̍̋̒ͪ͑͆̓̿͑ͣ̅ͭ̏ͨ̋̂ͤͩͨ̏ͯͨ̄̈́̇͑ͦ̄̚=̘̞͓̲͉͈̪̘̳̜̖̬̟͇̙̹̲̖͍̲̜̮̭̰̫̜̺̗̝̪̤̮̜̱̜̦͍̠̩͍͈̠̳̠̼͓̹̣̠̩̱͚̜̝̙̩̱̪̭̞͈͚͕̻͇̫̰̩̫͚̲̗̮̘̗̰͙͓̱͎͈̩͉̭̱̙̥̖̦̘͖̰̙̥̱̬̯̣̫̥̳̣̿̄̿̋͆ͫ̇̅̀̓̋̀̒̀͌̅̿͋̓̀̊ͥ͆ͩ̃̏͗̿̏ͧ͋ͣ͆ͤͤ̍ͣ̀̄̑̓ͥ̂̚ͅͅͅ=̦̻̻̩̗̫̳̪̬͈̟͙͙͖̫̟͔̖̭̫̟̼͓͈͈͉͎̹̭̳̪̖̟̥͓͕̻͓͔̣̠̮̠͎̝͈̫̥͔̼͓͉̗̭̬̤͍̞͉̠̞̗̝̰̼̭͙̫͖̠̜̼̟͓̯̳͇̺̮͍̥̺̥̬̙̪͙̭͔͔̮̯͇̠̮̖̱̯̝̺̹̜͖̙̦̣̠̱͔̮̼̘͇̟̭̜͔͖͔̱͖̖̞̺̙̭̼͔̼̝̠̻̭̟̗͈̯̳̠̜͉͉͇͉̖͖͇̠̩ͭ̋̀̈́̊͛̍̓͐̃ͯ͌̒͆̈̒ͧ̓ͣ̂̈͆ͧͪ́͌̊̏͗́̈́ͮ͛ͫ́́̈́͊ͭͥ̋ͯ̉ͯ̾̏ͦ͆͊ͮ̅́ͥ͌̽ͨ̆ͯ̅̊͒̆͛ͦ͊̅̓͋ͮ̋͒ͣͧͣ̊̆͛ͧ̑ͬ́ͩͭ͒͊̽͗̎̐͋̒ͦ̈͛ͣ̊͆̓̍̽͗̋͗̓ͭ̇ͫ̒̐ͮͮ̑ͮ̄͂̑̾̿̌̓̊ͨͧͫ̑̓̉̋ͥͮ̊̇̃͛ͤ̚̚ͅͅͅ=̺̯̘̩͙̟̹̯͓̪̟̞̞̠̤͚̣͉͍̜͉̪̩̞͉̖͙̟̙̭̩͖̟̻̙̲̯͎͍͎̬̜̹̞̫̻͖̗̼͚̹̰͓̩̝̪̯͎̭̖̫̤͍̫͚̱̿ͯ͑̀ͤͯ̋ͯͦ̊̽̓̃͆̅ͬ̑̾ͦ̈́͛̎̅ͣͪͫͪ͌̏ͣ̉̉ͪ̄ͭ͛ͥͮ̂̔̍̈̍̄̌̾̍̀̀͊̔̀̇̋̋ͦ̃͆̀͊̐̈̉̂̀ͮ̌̏͑ͣͩ͊̃ͩ͗ͮ̐̏̏ͥ̐ͯ̒̀ͫ̆̒̄̑̆̓̔̌̅̏ͫͥͤ̓̀̀̊̊̏̋̆̆̋͂́̈́ͦ̚̚̚ͅͅ
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͚̩͉̰̗͙͓̼̜͈̖̹͎͕͍͚͚̮̣̳͓̺̒̎ͪ͆̾̽́͋̈ͥ̊̆̓͒ͫ̓̒̏̐̈͗̑́͐̀̒ͫ͗ͥ̌ͬ͑ͧ̋̉̅̈́͋̂̓ͣ͊̈̈̉͊̑̏ͣ̑̉ͬͯ͛̑ͪ̐̿̃ͩ̅̆̈̈́̐̂ͫ͐̓̒͊ͬ̀̌ͧ̈̉̂͊̐ͯͫ̄͑ͬͨ̓͒́̾́͂͂̊̈́͂ͫ̏ͭ̅̏ͬ̇̑͌̂̂̈́ͫ̍ͩͧ͆̐̽̊̾̅ͪ͐̋̉̓̐ͭ̔́͐̌̓́̌̀̏̂͒̇̒̍̌̊̃̎ͮ́́́̂̑ͧ̈́̚̚̚̚


Saturday, June 16, 2012

@WildBlock is back!!!

Well, I read that when Twitter suspended an account, don't returns again, some changes were made since then, @wildblock has sent more than 100 emails, calling for the account's return, almost gave up, but May 29 2012, the twitter fixed the issue, everything is finally resolved, I spent the last month studying for college, now I could post this short article, so I'll post more art, I'm sorry for the delay, I thank all the followers, I always pay attention to everyone, always, my sincere thanks...
The essence of @wildblock is quiet an account, which opens space between tweets, without disturbing anyone.











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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

@WildBlock


Please read this, about the injustice with a Twitter friend...

Honestly, Twitter made ​​a great cowardice, take a friend's account @Wildblock, said it was because of the limit of followers, but was not. The twitter says that the limit is 2000 followers, as the person is then this limit increases, @Wildblock had 6,000 followers, and about 300 followers he followed back, and was suspended for this forever! On facebook when you send invitation to many people, they will block, but in one month will return your account, after all, you are giving them money, the account is yours because you did it. But not in twtter. That to me sounds like THEFT.

I've lost two twitter accounts, they removed all my tweets, where I had several arts, just waiting to be released, it struck me, because I had nice things, it made me stop the obskyra for a while. But if dealing with friend @Wildblock, it was very ugly, and worse, no turning back. Can you imagine? Of hard work to get respect and fans, starting from scratch is hard, and seems to be impossible, never has problemas with famous people on twitter, because their account is "better than ours" and they can extrapolate, and nothing will happen. I'm sad, I own several twitter accounts, more than 50, all active or robotic, I know what I mean, I know the purity of @Wildblock, which stood not even content, it makes me eager to give up this unique social network that I was part, we feel wronged, robbed, helpless...

Thanks for reading, I wanted you to know of this injustice, as well as I, or in one of my accounts, I don't keep contact with the public, don't talk, I have no soul.
@Wildblock is worse, he can not even speak in a language, can not express themselves, and can not use that either characters or symbols. Thank you for your attention

Thursday, April 12, 2012

:_:


Art is everywhere, the Obskyra art as well, where you least expect it, on the floor, in the family photo aging, in the dark under your bed, in your nightmares, the trash bag, the dark part of nature , also art, is the  nature in itself
:_:

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Obscuralize²

         I was back to the wall, a person called me, I do not remember anything else, I am soulless now...

Obscuralize

When the sun is gone

Saturday, March 31, 2012

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@Obskyra on your soul

Thanks @ammwam ^_~ @____________Ti7 ^v^ @hg47 ;D @HORACIOROGOSKI ;)

"@ammwam ↓                                                                                                                                          +"
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"@hg47 
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ઉઉઉઉઉઉ⠀ઉઉઉઉઉઉ⠀⠀⠀ઉઉ⠀⠀⠀ઉઉઉઉઉઉ"
"@HORACIOROGOSKI   𝕎𝕆𝕣𝕃𝔻 
𝕋𝕙𝔼𝔸𝕋𝕣𝔼 𝔻𝕒𝕐 
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┈▕╰┗━┛╯▏┗━┛╭▏┈ 
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┈┈╲▁▁▁╱╲▁▁▁╱┈┈   #twitterart  "
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The art may be modified"

Friday, March 30, 2012

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When it comes to art, we can have several paths, all forms, man creates art, drawings twitter are a fun art form, which does not make it easier, by contrast, is more complicated because it has limitation of 140 characters, so each design has a history and a degree of difficulty, and I have to say, twitter artists are to be congratulated because it is such a simple thing but at the same time amazing, @LARRYCARLS0N is the inventor of twitterart, and he is to be congratulated for having put art in a place where no one had thought before. And he still had the challenge of calculating a limitation, but this creation was sensational, thank you Larry, congratulations.

@Obskyra explains the art Part2 - @DieSirenen


2/3

The Siren is an abstract concept, abstract and totally abnormal, it is a mixture of abstract and original style of obskyra, was created in conjunction with the thirty-third department, is one of my favorite accounts, because the repetition of Unicode characters in queues, generates an abstract 3-dimensional, is not a symbolist art is an art that opens the space even more abstract, and do not usually use tags, sometimes I use the #TwitterArt, just to have a longer reach the public, but in a whole, which obskyra not put, the two departments post together, and a whole new audience.

I really love these two accounts, they work really well together, matte black, and white living form an obscure branch. The public likes these arts, they demonstrate that, as I said before, we need new things, would have no meaning if everyone postasse things with the same pattern. The Siren and 33 are one department, each with two styles that come together in one, and do what obskyra does or doesn't. complement. @DieSirenen

Monday, March 26, 2012

@Obskyra explains the art Part1


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The first thing the Obskyra art is to deny any sense, and shine through the dark of some design, even if it is smiling, some character, something black, which gives a Obscure tone.
I created this art, but how simple it is, it is escencial, we need something to flee standards, and since each has a style, from the funny to the sad, so I created obskyra, as my main official art account. The purpose of this blog is simpliesmente obskyra explain the concept in part, to all who ascessam twitter is exclusive of friends who enjoy the art on twitter...

Sunday, March 25, 2012

(Unknown) Will Zierg Fans
          Maybe a joke ^^
Will zierg fans in Afrika, criated by a friend
@ZiergAfrica
Will Zierg Fans in America, created by Will Zierg
                                                    I like this pic so much, one of my favorites
@ZiergAmerica

Zierg at EuropeClub

Fan Club Will Zierg in Europe, created by an anonymous.
L(^^,)>


@AbteiLunG33
 as 33th Departament
ObscureLand

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

@Obskyra Said to me


(ObskyraWhite Aka @Abteilung33) AsCII Art By: @w_zierg


The art of twitter, was created to entertain and delight the public, with each artist having his style and artistic freedom to create, each with their independence. The black art, tries to bring something simple and yet dark, and a questionnaire, "What is this?" "What is this person doing?" "Why did she do it?" minina happiness is when it comes to obscurity, but that does not mean that art is limited, she just tries to do something dark, which evolves from the beginning.
The evolving Obscure, normal, the dark.

ObskyraMusic - At The Gates

Med rädsla Jag kysser den brinnande mörkret

















Obskyra loves aT ThE GateS


John - Paola Kills John




@Fordunkla  @Fordunkla @Fordunkla @Fordunkla @Fordunkla @Fordunkla @Fordunkla

As Will Zierg Writer

In 2011, I started to write three books, talking about a society and its behavior, mixed with science fiction, nothing out of the real in some ways, I got a compliment from my Portuguese teacher, she liked the idea, and even reported in classroom, my second book, was a continuation of the first, only that many centuries ago, I wrote the two together in order to cross the facts, that there were many errors, thereby reducing the work of revision, and finally the third, they were like tales, dark, in most cases, an anti-fundamentalism, which was a story in doubt, and let a supernatural tone. I always got carried away with the obscure, it fascinates because it is not real, is abstract, but scary as well. And some of the snippets of story that I posted, and I'm posting, I really hope you enjoy, I created this blog to talk about art, and express ideas to all audiences with art involved, of course, thank you so much

@Fordunkla

You know when you really want to find something, object, person, thing, or even you know what? Caution is

Q_III


A tree told me

It was a beautiful evening, the small town center shops were closing, a man (John) walking down the street, helps a woman (Paola) that left her shopping bag down on the floor, he was just passing through, was a wanderer , a stranger who was passing by. He helps her out of kindness, when welling up, Paola looking straight into his eyes,  that moment is as if the life of John passes by his eyes, in a few seconds, he never felt anything so intense.
He is confused, and walk, Paola thanks for the kindness, after a few minutes with that in mind, John runs and looks for Paola, who had entered into a humble home, he knocks at the gate, and Paola opens the door immediately, as is awaiting him, he seems hypnotized, and tells how it felt, she tells him to go, says he felt the same thing, love?
When he walks into the house, he sees the face of Paola deform, and consuming, as it sucks up his soul
3 days later, neighbors feel a strong odor in her house, she was gone, and there was only a skeleton smeared with blood, and remains of the kitchen floor, they call the police, but it is as if John was not dead, he seen it all, saw all the movements in detail, in a spectacular way, superhuman, he saw a beautiful woman with long blonde hair, bathing, it was only with underwear, she called him, he was going, but if recalled that his mother once said: "- Do not walk in uncertain paths" he shouted.
Suddenly he is rising from the ground, and deliver the bag of fruit to Paola, walk a few meters, and think about back to be sure what happened, but again remember his mother, and decides to move on. He never knew, but if he had come back, certainly would not be alive now.


Will Zierg as ObscureArtist


ObscureRaindrops in the Morning



My father left us at home, went to work, my mother was washing clothes, made ​​a noise out there were exactly 4 hours and 17 minutes in the morning, she had to leave for work too, she let me take care of my younger brothers, we were poor. We were very tired, bricamos last night, catch-up, the washing machine made ​​a noise, was old. I felt something stirring the blanket that covered me and my brothers, because we slept in the same bed. I pulled the blanket to cover me again, but still moving, I felt very scared, I felt helpless, what it was, I wanted to move, could not, could not speak, shout and call my mother, a heavy breathing and crude was nearby, and I do not even outlined a reaction, I thought it was a nightmare.


One person, a ghost? I do not know, it was dark, the cracks of the roof could not illuminate the room, I cried with fear and dread, while my brothers slept. I do not even have the guts to call them, which podriam do? They were just babies, children. I feel a warmth around me, is someone, I'm sure is a person. My mother is out there in the morning dew, and is as innocent as a rose.
I remembered the words of my father when I camped with him, he told me that I need not worry, though we were poor, they will gave love, and took care of us. And he told me everything would be fine.
I remember the words of comfort, where everything was perfect, and my father told me he would not leave me when things were simpler, where nobody was ill, he said it was for me to ask anything in case of doubt, and now I feel fear, something that maybe is my imagination. "Patience, it will be alright"

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Sunday, March 18, 2012

The end is where it has to be, don't want it right, because it will happen whether you like it or not

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#TwitterArt #Art140

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Saturday, March 17, 2012

#Art140


You look for... Obskyra


Where are the Opacity?

You said it was strong, was so impressive, and now, magically, fell apart, like sugar in water, I don't remember who used to be, I have lived here for a million years, I waited a life all, hoping you make a decision that had never had before, while living, death took you away and now there is nothing that can be done, is so over.

'El fuego que desciende del cielo'


ObscureDog


CrazyArtist


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Horacio Rogoski

Tw1tt3rArt


140Artist


…ZzszZ…ZzszZ…ZzszZ…

@e7dal

Macsho


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Sad, Unhappy, Happy


Säg mitt namn, eftersom jag tror att jag glömde, aldrig bort från mig, gör avståndet och förakt, ingen mening att försvinna, inte bryta den.

CREaturE

The Mouse's Attack

Can you read my mind?

Take my Sword

That is this

                                                        When you see the darkness

~Will Zierg~
"The vicinity of the light, you see darkness, wherever you go, in this or any world."


                                                             @DieSirenen
"And once again, you wake up and realize that the hole is dark, yes, the temperature rises, and you will not remember anything else."

Thanks, thanks to the Inventor of #TwitterArt @LARRYCARLS0N 

Perfect Japanese Art from
@utf8art 




                                A special remake, From my personal friend @HORACIOROGOSKI








                                  Do you heard about @OkändArtist?
                                  Den renaste formen av skymmande ;)
The ObscureArt as @DieSirenen
Are just gibberish, never random, just one line repeated several times to form an abstract design as a whole, does not mean it is easy to do in any way, is derived from a creepy obscured forms, ie Obscuralize.


Anyone who likes art can begin training, after all, art belongs to all of us, and was meant to be used, but you need moderation, and never copy the art without giving credit to the original creator, and must be original have an own style thus art may be appreciated by all.
ObscureSirenen