One of my favourite drawings, the feeling came across so nicely. It is an incomplete drawing, but i stopped drawing it the minute i saw the face of Death. The artwork is myself and Death looking at souls in the underworld. It is like an old memory of this incarnation of Death looked like. I didnt touch it anymore because i was worried if i coloured in any of the drawing the sharpness of his features and expression and mine would be lost. It is appropriately a winter drawing. A time for cultivation.
How to write this, how to sing this, i don’t even know. The buddhists say life is suffering. Coming through the tunnel of darkness into light is one endless struggle after endless struggle.
Enjoy your time in the underworld and earth. These joys are finite. But nothing prepares you for what happens next when you stumble into the light. The spiritual responsibilities gifted to you by heaven are heavy enough to crush any soul.
What leads to the light is the torture of living and sustaining yourself forever. When the doors to the underworld close to you except by exception because your energy is no longer compatible, you are forced to accept your fate of endless existence.
In this life and the next. Nothing prepares you for the torture of endless existence when your life is over. Thats why its important to enjoy life. Start now. Enjoy your tea, your game of chess.
The endless light flooding your mind that does not go away. Where you walk, there is always light. You can’t even enjoy the darkness like before. Ghosts scatter away from your path when you want to say hello. It makes you sad. All your friends in the underworld miss you because you cannot go back. In dreams buy their food and clothes in the marketplace. Even if it is a fleeting dream if you are lucky.
Its coming for you as it came for me. The light. I wish you peace in your endless existence that is coming your way. That you have the strength, presence of mind, perserverence and calm to let the tides wash over you for eternity. Since only God can bless you, may God bless you abundantly and forge the path ahead for us. From a former soul who enjoyed the grey mists and the places in the underworld.
I drew a green three headed unicorn while i had schizophrenia. I was always fascinated by it and wondered why i drew it. It was like one of those animal totems the native americans are talking about. Well this is mine, the three headed unicorn.
I think there is a magician inside of me, to do art feels like magic.
Someone commented that its a symbol from the underworld, but i don’t feel thats true, i don’t see why three headed unicorns can’t exist in the higher realms too.
I was afraid to draw a three headed unicorn at first, i felt judged, but after I drew it i realized how silly i had been. It is beautiful.
I have a deep interest in the Underworld, and relate to it. Hades Persephone and Charon the ferryman are all figures that I hold close to my heart. When asked what my ideal job would be, I would probably say it is sailing the seven seas on The Flying Dutchman collecting souls.
Here in this picture I am seen to be collecting souls with Charon, not judging them. I don’t like to judge other people or other souls. I believe everyone has a unique path. I think that in future I will explore the role of Hades, but for now I am closer to Charon. I believe Hades and Charon to be listeners of the dead, to hear their concerns, and give their guidance.
Storm clouds or grey clouds in artwork are supposed to represent depression in an artist, make of it what you will. Sometimes I am depressed, sometimes just contemplative.
I think the souls floating around Charon and me are really beautiful, just finding their way. Charon is guiding them to the land of the dead.