Closing the door
I forget.
A world that was never
My own.
Looseing the bonds
And regrets.
Weightless I stand
Up alone.


Facing the mirror
My enemy.
Seeing his well
Frightened eyes.
Tears springing forth
In serenity.
Warmth trickles Mirrored
In mine.

Devoiding my self of
The grace.
And leaving no mercy
Of God.
In every mornings
Same face.
A man in the mirrors
Facade.

Sins and regrets
A comfort.
The worn out old blanket
Of age.
Familier hate bubbles
And anger.
Brings all but warmth
And rage.

My life is of steel and Iron
My spirite the black Smith of life.
Melting to nothing my value.
Just to make heat out of strife.

And realizing you want to basically change every part of yourself but you won't let yourself do that out of fear of ego loss but you also tell yourself there's nothing worth saving so what are you afraid of but you also relize that if you ,yourself actually believed that you'd kill yourself so part of you must believe that their is some part of you worth something but maybe out of fear of disproveing that you hid yourself from yourself or blind your self to it because it's the only thing protecting yourself from yourself like you look at yourself and it's you do you like what you see do you hate what you see do you even know yourself, yourself seems to think you it resons yourself to hold the thoughts and ideas about yourself. It's like spending years training to be an athlete coming out of thouse years and suddenly thinking, I hate athletes I don't want to be that like what does the self want why are you hiding it from the self, is it because self is afraid it will present something that seems to big or impossible and self will give up on yourself and so it's protecting yourself by not letting you see yourself,

F all of us u know what u did.

SoaB if you won't let me make em, let me buy some.

Did you speak up did you say hey maybe idies and images should be debated in the public sphere and not just smirk and say haha got what you deserved.

Watching so many people who would be more then happy a month ago to see your post taken down because if it hurt their fee fees are suddenly singing a different tune.

.

I cant find it any were the lyrics were.

Grew up together,
Lived on my mind,
The pieces to your heart I wish i could unlock,
Two souls in love I knew it had to be true that,
Sooner or later you'd say, "I love you."

Now hiding in your garden with my 36 mm I,
Need your face on Kodak Quality paper a,
Golden lock of your hair cut Well you were sleeping,
You run and hid your probably just thinking.

Main Chorus:
A tracking device made out of things from radio shack,
Its hidden in the rivets under your black Honda civic,
I'm the guy who defecated on your boyfriends Volvo station wagon,
You can never hid I will always find you.

Now sifting through your garbage I found your tooth brush,
Every-time I use it I feel a sudden rush,
I borrowed one of your dresses it still smells so sweet,
I'm like a dog salivating over a piece of raw meat

Main Chorus:
A tracking device made out of things from radio shack,
Its hidden in the rivets under your black Honda civic,
I'm the guy who kidnapped your cat so I could steal your perfume when i brought it back,
You can never hid I will always find you.

So i got a career path so that's good, might start being able to buy art again, maybe lol

I always thought,
That growing up,
Meant moving past a phase.

But now I find,
When in my prime,
Advice is not so sage.

If you don't drown,
The passing crown,
Voices fill your head.

And all the yous,
The thoughts you knew,
Will follow till your dead.

Civil and global war, several states have made themselves "sanctuary" states for things that other states have all but banned. The federal Government has lost any authority in the eyes of both sides. ultimately we will probably experience a bleeding Kansas if we are not already in one. The US has involved itself in several forever wars as a punishment against its people for forcing it out of Iraq. Law far is becoming the name of the game in US politics a tactic that does not involve the people in the slightest. I for see the 2024 elections being the last one way or another.

When I was ten I was sure I would not live beyond 20 I thought I had cancer because of a hernia in my ball sack that had remained their untill the age of 16 but beyond that I just always had a baseline feeling of the finality of a death at 20.

It didn't happen, who knows why but for some reason almost like destiny forgot me or Fate was out sick that year my 20th birthday came and passed and I lived on.

Ever since then it just feel sick like all the threads of life are loosely holding it together deteriorating and fraying in a reality that was not meant to be. Like the world is rejecting a foreign material within it. Im falling apart in everyway dropping weight with out trying bumbling my way through social and personal relationship.

I wasn't meant to live to this age,My 31st birthday is this Saturday and I just wish it wasn't.

It was 2 am in the morning when it suddenly hit me. The entire purpose of creating a OC the fantasy world magic situations and buying art was to divorce myself from reality as much as possible and live separate from real life

And instead of helping me do that the longer I've existed here on fa the more TreBor has come to reflect me, the real me. The thing I created this page to escape.

Saved all my pages, UP Urs FA.

To the last drop of Ukrainian blood ... God I hate my country.

The crash was fatal my mistake.

Got in a car wreck definitely my fault pretty sure I'm fine but if I lay down and don't wake up thats what happened.

Fa seems to be looking to nuke us so I'll proubly beat them to the punch.

 TreBorDnalget is just going to be clean stuff .

Don't know what will happen with the platform do'nt care ether way it goes is good for me.

But the amount of cope on this sight has me laughing so hard I cant breath.

If you block me I will block you no questions asked I'm tired of having nice things to say about a piece of art or wanting to get a commission only to finish typing it up and find out I'm blocked. If you don't want me commenting tell me you'd like me not to comment , I recognize it's your page and maybe you don't want my thoughts or opinions there but the moment you block me, you have declared your self my enemy with no hope for negotiations or neutrality.

Lost my job, oh well, Remember if you give an inch they will take a mile.

Imagine a city under siege to the point of eating rats. Your church's used as a target by enemy artillery, who have placed your captured soldier infront of their lines as a human shield.

Then imagine you surrender and the enemy refuse to lift the siege or accept your surrender untill they can hand the conquered city and victory to their leaders on a silver platter. On a national holiday, At the cost of civilian lives and further suffering.

Vicksburg, 1863 .

22, or 12 gauge?

If you are a U.S. citizen I would put my money into hard assets and get a three month stock pile going.

if you use a online payment system theirs a new law in place in the US https://www.rollcall.com/2021/03/05.....irus-aid-bill/

I have been going through my gallery and have only one page left to have added short stories to all my commissioned and gifted art. So if you saw a picture that caught your eye and felt disappointed that it had no story to go with it it is quite possible that it will have one now.

In other news, suggestions for possible other back up sites in case the crack down comes for me. Much thanks.

Over the past couple of months I have had a constant stream of people faving my posts about ,ten to 20 a day. I can not exspress to you the encouragement that is to me.