Why did I go?
My soles to you.
Gunnips
Creativity breeds…
Blank pages seem to show us the way,
Line by line we play.
Let it out, you can shout.
Blank pages tempt me,
But I am trying to write from the passed.
The pages tempt me….stop…the….Dave is a dick.
It’s good and Diane, Jenna and Kate…
STOP… no more writing tonight.
I want my pen back behind the couch. Away from me.
About ABSTRACT KING
I'm originally from a small town in Central Texas, Lampasas. In the early stages writing was often spurred by some emotional event. What is currently on the Abstract King website is "the tip of the iceberg" so to speak. A pile of indecipherable hand written journals, thousands of photos, and hundreds of hours of video have sat collecting dust in storage over the years. Wondering about the effects fire, flood, or death would have on this massive amount of "me", drove me to create something more permanent. So, I began digitizing all the written words, editing, and sharing pieces with friends. The site is an extension of the positive feedback and intrinsic value I have received since. For the sake of creation, I put it out there for you. If you have an emotional response along the paths in my kingdom, then that's a bonus!
