I am the bark that sits on a tree
and rots for eternity
I am the tree that's roots consume
all you have built
I am the lumberjack that hacks
your life from guts
I am the sharpened axe that gleams
when it flies for you
You have wasted all your time
I am the tiger ripping flesh
and blood from your bones
I am the wasp that stings
and flies with the wind
I am the eagle flying high
swooping to eat your lamb
I am the corpse, thin and crude,
that will dance with you tonight
You are the walking dead
I am the gun on the hip of god
and the bullet that flies for you
I am the olden creaking wood
added for you to burn
I am the rusted nails
forced into your flesh
I am the skeleton riding with
my horse to victory
You have a worthless life
About Me
- Jacques Immacu
- I love creating artworks surrounding the concepts of time, life and death, not necessarily in that order. This is primarily to remind members of society in the 21st century that they are mortal and will one day die. This is to ensure that every day is enjoyed and life is seen as the brilliant coincidental precursor to death that it is. My journeys of late have led me to search for perfect balance in life - the scales must be level otherwise we focus too much on one aspect of life. I am at one with nothing yet inspired by everything. Do not feel that because life is meaningless you have to hit despair - use the past, present and future as your tools for building a future full of positive change and peace - all while keeping a smile on your face - there is nothing wrong with tears of laughter and joy!
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