to the null i send my lull, to proclaim my art will soon take part
once more to enter the door, to reveal their presence in all their essence
with the affinity for furry galore. to this tomb of art i add my lore
within my journal shall my mind twist eternal, and squeeze out for the evermore.
so take heed as you read, or losing sight will be your plight.
new pictures to the fixture, and my writings now pour to take this floor.

{translation, from now on my poems will be in my journal, and i have a bunch of new pieces on the way.}