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About Me Deviant Member JAK-JESTERMale/Australia Recent Activity
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We will rise up against you,
for we may not be strong in body or wealth,
but in numbers we flourish.

And if this is not enough,
know that we have nothing left to lose,
and everything to gain.

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: Behind You
  • Interests: Music, Photography, Movies
  • Favourite movie: Inception/Scott Pilgrim Vs The World
  • Favourite band or musician: Tie between Ian Kenny (Karnivool/Birds of Tokyo) and The Butterfly Effect
  • Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock/Progressive Metal
  • Favourite artist: Luke Chueh
  • Favourite style of art: Dark, Different, Pretty
  • Favourite game: Halo
  • Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360
  • Favourite cartoon character: Gir (Invader Zim)
  • Personal Quote: If you change the way you look at something, the thing you are looking at changes
What is it that makes us tick?
The thing inside us that churns on rusted cogs.
All it takes is one lose bolt and the whole thing falls apart...
That’s all we are really, a clock.
As our time goes by, we get older. More fragile. Vulnerable.
Smaller things become bigger problems. Everything builds up ontop of each other, until eventually we just stop. Or break.
All that separates the sane from the insane are the amounts of lose bolts inside us.
We all have the potential of becoming psychopaths; all we need is someone to shake our casings, to help twist those bolts out of place until things just start to fall apart. Pieces go missing. The sounds of syncopated ticking become all that you hear. You try covering the sounds by listening to the crunching of cogs inside you, which turn to screams in your head. The music of murder. You force your suffering into those around you. Until your left with no choice but to end the ticking for good. Silence.

Every clock has only a certain amount of ticks in its life time, how many do you have left?
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock…
  • Listening to: sounds of typing, a clock ticking & rain drops
  • Reading: my thoughts on the screen
  • Watching: my thoughts appear on the screen
  • Playing: life
  • Eating: the souls of young children
  • Drinking: the blood of an adolescent mountain goat

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:iconigreeny:
Lots of thanks for faving m work ! I also have facebook page here [link] maybe you will like it :)
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:iconuntold-imagination:
thanks for the fav my good sir
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:iconmenoevil:

Thank you for the fav! :)


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:iconsml95:
thanks for the favorite! :))
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:iconphotoquilter:
Many thanks for the :+fav: :juggle: :popcorn: :kiss:

Sorry for the late response but I was moving to another house. :hug:
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:icondaemnfaerie:
thanks for the fav on ma poem
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:iconmrbrt27:
Thank you for the favorite :aww:

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:iconkimmythebaby:
Thanks my Jaby

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'If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it truly is- infinite.' - William Blake
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:iconlauramai:
Thanks for the fav. Wish you a fine day. :)
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:iconminniemeliorist:
xox thanks :-)

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“A photograph is not only an image, an interpretation of the real, it is also a trace, something directly stenciled off the real, like a footprint or a death mask.” - Sontag
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