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Thomas is human. Thomas is proud to represent the works of Create Your Monster X Conquer Your Monster aka C2YM and The Perfectly Acceptable Comic Book Company. The debut album and comic(s) are coming no later than never. Don’t hate! Create.
…is robbed, the cops are called, and a speedy, UFO-like object appears out of nowhere aiming for a cop’s head, everyone ends up laughing about how quickly the cop reached for his gun and took aim at my remarkable little parakeet.
The End, obviously.
“Fuck the police.” -Parakeet
While the cops explained to us the futility of calling the cops, the parakeet suddenly darted out of what could only have been another dimension.
It zipped like a tiny UFO toward the nearest cop’s head. It turned out that when a house…
When I was young, I had an unremarkable parakeet. It accomplished nothing yet somehow ruled a large chunk of my childhood.
The End.
One day, our house was broken into. I searched everywhere for the parakeet and assumed he had flown the coop. The cops were called.
Then came a sudden gust, warm and domestic. Yesterday’s lunch? She groaned and quickly forgot like the best wife. It doth happen, even to the best of us. All apologies.
Wrote this for my wife and she was amused.
Bent over with rippling muscles and clenched teeth, carrying two heavy bags, she pushed hard against the wind. Her husband climbed the steps just ahead of her, elevated by a few steep feet. For an old fart, he’s rather dashing.
Almost?
So this is what happens when serious writers try to write better? When I try to write better, I end up wondering why I’m being so serious. It has never been clear to me when I’m supposed to turn on my inner critic. My inner critic is an idiot. I’m trying to starve him out.
Thinking about changing the name of the band to Beavis and the Butt-Heads.
…stops ending.
But look,
more hands healing,
more learning how to heal.
I see people talking about hurt
instead of burying it inside.
I see strangers building things together
with imperfect tools and tattered hopes.
On this day, I got it right and sometimes, that is enough.
I might be tired,
but not the kind that gives up.
The kind that leans on the counter,
amid dirty dishes
and empty beer cans,
watching the days break.
They always say the world is ending.
It ended when we learned to speak,
when we learned fire,
when we learned the weight of existence.
It never…
I fixed the Masters of the Universe trailer.
You’re welcome, Internet.
It’s the perfect balance between having your brain on the outside and being wrapped up tight like a banana.
100% Grade-A Human?
I try not to complain to my wife, but when I do, it is usually because my processes are being interrupted. It may be a touch of OCD or autism. I suspect that most everyone is on the spectrum.
You are an ultimate human! 💪😀
…the powerful and the impatient and the greedy. Time tends every wound, and time claims all.
Patience and perseverance, my friends. May you have patience and perseverance when dealing with your perceived enemies and imagined friends alike. May you never flee and allow them sole purchase.
It reveals a lack of self belief and a disconnect.
In such wars there are no true sides, only temporary arrangements of fleeting conveniences. There are no final solutions. Ideas do not die. They drift, return, and reappear under new names. This needless cycle is imposed upon the gentle by…
If you seek evidence of humanity’s foolishness, look to world wars. They are born when frightened old men recoil from younger men hollowed out by poverty and stripped of purpose. It is always a war of avoidance, a fervor driven by fear and insecurity rather than the courage to face complex problems.
I could be out on the high seas dismembering fish and making decent money, but instead, I’ve spent five years, here and there and give or take, working on a dang comic. If I was doing anything else, I’d be faking it.
The conundrum reminds me of a song by my favorite band.
youtu.be/pfgFoLDxkks?...
I do enjoy the waste. 🤘
I’ve wasted dozen of hours reading your comics. 💪
Are you suffering from late stage capitalism?
Were you born after 1912?
Do you enjoy working?
Do you like bread?
What’s a name?
Why?
How?
If you answered yes, no, or maybe, you too can be confused for the low price of freely following the link: youtu.be/zwJ4mNP4XjA
I finally got a YouTube channel. Now, I just need some subscribers too...
youtube.com/@radardeboar...
Quintuple AI-free album coming soon!
Album cover by Geladaa Comics!
Now with a handy dandy link. 👇
#music #hiphop #rap
Sometimes I check in just to make sure this place is still here.
Xzay’s forthcoming quintuple album cover WiP by Geladaa 👇
Beware the long third leg of Knarf!
Just when you thought it was safe to wash some dishes.
Only posting this here because so few are paying attention. I ain’t trying to give all of the amazing Create Your Monster art away.
Beware of the Great Granny! She could be dead. She might have cosmic spiders living in her head. Or maybe she’s just related to the greatest monster of them all.
Some robots were harmed during the making of this logo.
The “soon” to be “iconic” logo by the already legendary real human artist person named Kristina Kostova.
It is within. What you long for in another is what was given to you first. What you despise in others also holds true. You’re what you love as much as what you hate. We’ve never been separate. The distance is an illusion.
It sees the vessel’s cracks and chooses to set sail. It cries at ruination and rises to meet the end. It was born not to wither but to transform and terraform. Perfect love is never found in another. It is the recognition of self in all things.
