TrinaryOuroboros

So as I'm soaked to the nines in logic puzzles and brainstorms, I find it hard to enjoy a creative outlet.  It's not that I don't have the creativity in me, far from it, in fact, I feel like I'm being bombarded by so much of it that it becomes radioactive and starts affecting me in bad ways, kind of how sitting on your rear end too much stirs strange aches in the body and joints, or something.  Then before you know it, that fantastic adventure you were starting to compile has turned into cobwebs, whatever fragments of creative inspiration started it have become dithered, you're not sure what parts of the art were most important, and it sort o

I'm heading into an art direction, that puzzles even me. Have you ever lived as someone else for several minutes, as if you've lived as that person all along - with all their memories and life, only to get sucked into a sort of dimensional fatigue vortex and arrive in yet another life in the same manner? If so, I'm curious: How was the ride, man?

Again, I've moved all my odd poetry and doodles to the SCRAPS section. If you just want to see those - then choose Scraps under categories while you're browsing the gallery, or click this: http://trinaryouroboros.deviantart.com/gallery/scraps/