the big one

the mind is a powerful thing which has a mind of its own. it is therefore not redundant to say that the mind has a mind of its own. it thinks for itself. it thinks continuously. it refuses to stop thinking, even for the slightest bit.

that is why if you have nothing to think about, the mind starts wandering somewhere, taking it with you, and usually the places it starts to wander to are places that are dark, hazardous, and consist of infinite amount of bottomless abyss, such that if you and your mind do not tread carefully, both of you will fall into the one of them and self-destruction may just well be imminent.

if you fall, it will take you years to climb back up. sometimes even never.

the question is not how to climb out of the abyss, but how to not let your mind wander. your mind is yours, and you should always have it under your control. like a newborn child, NEVER let your mind be outside your full control.

"if anyone can hear me, hear this. my mind is my center and everything that happens there is my responsibility. other people may believe what it pleases them to believe, but i will do nothing without i know the reason why and know it clearly. if you want something, then let me know, but do not you dare touch my mind." ~dirk gently

a wise man, mr. gently is.

so in order to stop that little prick from wandering about to dangerous places, i usually make it think of something to draw. the resulting is something like these:



since dan has been bugging me so much about a comic about PANDA RIDER, and



since i have never seen a fully naked woman body in my life, and am therefore unable to correctly draw the anatomy of a woman body. i would like to take one of those human body drawing classes, but they always have models that do nothing but hurt the eyes of the people trying to draw them. so i guess i will simply wait until i can get a good-looking young woman to model for me.

lookie, 4am. i should go sleep now.

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