When Blood Is Thinner Than Water

Anxiety

A year or so ago, I wrote an article about people that can reveal themselves as toxic in one’s life. It is hard to draw a line between ourselves and others we consider friends. Then this happened to me.

*** UPDATES: After the results of 23andMe I am only 2.9% Native American on my paternal side. Meaning my grandfather’s lineage is solely French and Spaniard resulting in an error that occurred fifty years ago having his family believe they were Mohawk. But, this doesn’t change any of my views on the matter of defending Native American rights. ***

Circles of Hell

I do not enjoy talking about myself or my life. I like to keep my privacy within my house walls and a relatively tight circle of people. It is hard for me to accept what my life became and where I am heading. When blood is thinner than water it hurts my very life.

With that said, and this is where it gets trickier for me. I do not believe in a “higher purpose” or that “everything happens for a reason.” I do not think we are born with a predestined path to follow.

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The Oswald Cobblepot Secret Mental File

Arkham Franchise - The Penguin

Have you ever wonder about the psychological state of Batman’s villains? I do. So, let’s dive in and learn more!

The Beginning of Penguin

The Oswald Cobblepot secret mental file is now available!

Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, or his villain name, The Penguin, saw the light of day in December 1941. He made his big entrance in Detective Comics #58. That makes him one of the oldest Batman enemies.

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The Mean Side Of The Indie Community

Walt Disney - The Little Mermaid - Inking by Arielle Lyon

“You will never make it. You are not good enough. Your art is not what any industry is looking for.” Those were the words of my college Art Design class teacher.

It Starts With A BANG!

I grew up in the art world. There was nothing I wanted to do in life other than being part of the artistic world. I worked hard to understand human behavior as well as the surroundings.

I developed a very observant eye, and my attention to detail is overly developed. I leave nothing to chance, which might not be because of a variety of art courses I took. It might be because of my OCD and chronic anxiety.

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