So, i was sitting in math class and all of a sudden, after a series of previous events, i get depressed. i wonder why i'm on earth and what purpose i have. there are so many people, and i'm one of them. who do i matter to? why? i seem alone so much--the world might be just fine if i never existed. i don't mean as much to some people as they do to me. why do i bother, what am i here for?

my answer is this: there's not a reason. just like there's not a reason for beauty.. there doesn't have to be. that's one of the things that makes it beautiful. that's why we are here: to pursue beauty, for the sake of it. we're here to preserve the purity in things, the beauty in things. i pursue beauty to preserve it, to love it--not necessarily to become a part of it physically, but to contribute to what is beautiful.

this is why i made this picture. my monster, my creature Domnopalus, is not especially beautiful. nor does he have to be. but he still looks for beauty. he still chases it, because it must remain.

[you'll see more of Domnopalus very soon.]