19:06:10 / a drawn character

The existence of my very first glimmer starts in great mind; that glimmer disappears like a flash of thunder. Is it because this mind is filled with other ideas or he’s too awesome for me? I pass myself on to another being; I prefer a bored mind.

That poor creature that is eager to create but he was neglected for many reasons. In his mind I can be anything; from a dot to a freaking monster to the most complicated thing, but I hope not a pokemon now that is overrated. I come and strike his mind by my thoughts. I am a big deal in this bored dude.

I am an error that then is reformed to a beautiful concept; yes by this bored mind I flourish.