Sat 5/30/26
Whenever you enter the room, I forget about everyone else
Our fiery souls reunite in secret where everyone is watching yet completely unaware.
And yet they sense there is a familiarity between us, an undeniable chemistry that hasn’t gone away.
The devil has bound the occult lovers once again.
July 8, 2015
Drawing from 2013.
Someone asked me once before why I liked rap or hiphop music. Or why do I want to be black or something like that. At the time, I didn’t know how to answer that as I was still so young. All I knew was that black people just always seemed cooler. Some of my friends from my first tagging crew were black. They’re just funny and talented as fuck and I could relate to them more. They introduced me to new music and some really cool anime, and they made dope art.
Well I look back on those times and now that I’m older and know about the history of black people in the United States of America, I can say that without black people – particularly Martin Luther King Jr., Malcolm X, the Black Panthers and other folks who fought for our civil rights today – people of color like me wouldn’t be able to exist here.
I was organizing and deleting stuff off my iCloud and uploading them to Flickr when I came across this photo from June 2020, around the time when the BLM movement was gaining traction, around the time when George Floyd and Breonna Taylor died at the hands of police/law enforcement. I think there was also some Asian hate going on in the Bay Area. Around the time when I was interested in Andrew Yang too.
Life gets heavier as one gets older, there is a lot to learn and unlearn at the same time and there is only so much information one can consume and understand. Be patient with yourself.
I used to think I was so special because I was a “graffiti writer”…
As I got older and saw one of the most important people in my life leave this earth, I realized that I was just another person in this rat race called life.
But if you play your cards right, you might still find some kind of happiness in this fleeting world…
Here are some of my graffiti photos and drawings, enjoy.
www.shermgrafik.com
Found on Twitter X. I will never stop calling it Twitter. Which phrase draws you in? Mine is ‘blessed be’.
We don’t know, do we? All we have to do is to just keep on going…
Who are you supposed to follow for guidance when everyone else is lost or in their own headspace most of the time?
The answer is: you follow yourself – the quiet, inner voice that tells you ‘hey I really like doing this’ or ‘let’s do this for right now and see where it goes. And then when we get bored, we’ll just move on to something else’.
You follow your interests, and build skills around it and see if that’s what you can do for a living.
If you’re not really sure, maybe you can take an aptitude test.
Besides the physical drives of needing food, water, shelter and sleep to live (and of course, sex)…what else do you think about the most? That is what you should probably be doing.
I mean sure, you can read Reddit all day long and read about other people’s experiences…
but you still gotta figure out your own life and create your own experiences.
You have to follow your inner compass. Your inner compass won’t steer you in the wrong direction and if it did, then perhaps there was something you needed to learn from that experience.
You’re going to fail and make mistakes over and over again. That’s part of life that is simply unavoidable. From that you’ll gain knowledge, wisdom and a better understanding of your process and getting to know who you really are.
Keep on learning and making stuff, be patient with yourself and it will all come together eventually.
There is a version of you waiting patiently to evolve, get to know yourself.
Even at 48 – though it may seem I have accomplished a lot, like…been there done that…I still haven’t met my full potential and I still don’t know everything. And I think it will be that way until it’s time to leave our human bodies.
A mood – the Gen X introvert with her moon and Pluto in Libra who loves tigers. People think I’m shy but it’s more like…I just really don’t talk that much, especially if it’s a basic ass conversation. Although I talk to myself a lot when I’m driving to stay present.
What makes me this way…is it my introversion or my planets in my 8th house?
In between rage cleaning the house while listening to Metallica’s Orion on repeat, I stumbled upon a gif with my custom graphics; it was a repeating background of my first tiger tattoo, a scanned drawing of my angel bunny and a rose I traced over a real photo in Photoshop that I would use for Myspace (IYKYK) back in the early 2000’s. I honestly don’t even know how I did this but of course, I animated it. I also looked through the layers and found an old screenshot and a customized contact box, lol.
Customizing my Myspace profile was how I started to learn web design; because I was so obsessed with my profile looking original, I would always tinker with the custom CSS code so I can make it look however I wanted. And then I would make a custom background and someone would steal it. Good times, lol.
I really miss blogging and reading my friends’ thoughts. I miss Roxy and the OTP crew.
Lowkey anxiety this week, as my retirement portfolio keeps going down. So much for my millionaire retirement goals, eh? Sigh.
I know I’m talking as if it’s the end of the world right now, but I also have Saturn moving through my natal planets – forcing me to think about this stuff.
Yesterday they kept talking about drones possibly attacking California which took my mind to even higher levels of anxiety mixed in with my imagination; like I imagined myself with my shotgun or my rifle shooting at drones while running in a zigzag formation and then I tripped over myself because I was trying to run while shooting at the sky. I even prayed to Sarah Connor (IYKYK) so she could help me through this, as she would know how to survive an AI apocalypse right? Not only an AI apocalypse but a president I didn’t vote for who doesn’t give a fuck about anyone but himself; who would likely try to kill Americans and blame it on someone else.
Should I stock up on ammo, medical supplies, get myself some night vision goggles? Should I learn to go off grid? Even Reddit showed me a post from a tactical survivalist on how to effectively protect yourself from a drone strike.
Yes, my mind took me there. I am calm though and haven’t panic sold a damn thing.
I need to learn how to survive in these even more uncertain times; because what if what if what if? What if he dies before me and I don’t know how to do a damn thing? I still don’t know how to clean my own gun. Ugh, how embarrassing. Help me Sarah Connor!
Anyways, spring is around the corner and the astrological new year is upon us. Enjoy this hot pink skull digital drawing I made in Photoshop to go along with this post. In memory of those who were affected by the “missile strike on an Iranian girls’ school that killed at least 165 civilians, many of them children, after a preliminary assessment determined the U.S. was at fault”. Source
p.s. you know how school didn’t really prepare us for A LOT of stuff adults have to deal with? A part of me wishes they offered military type of training, or some kind of survivalist training but not as an elective. Perhaps this is what I need to learn from here on out.
Found this photo in my Crystal Healer LA archives – I setup my Seeking Divine Knowledge 2010 painting with my Aura Quartz crystal skull along with other Quartz crystals and Selenite with sprigs of rosemary.
Look upon this image and breathe and remember – all is well. You made it through another day.
May all beings be free.
While listening to Duran Duran. Filmed a few years ago by @planetarynothingness
