Dreaming World

Imagination has always in her head. Her brain has non-stop keeping imagining. Sometimes, What is the reality? What is imagination? She does not know. Everything has been mixing up. Even when she stands in front of the clouds, She still imagining. Spend so much time on imagination. For what? Loneliness? Or just the simple creativeness? Nothing can be stopped. Her imagination has expanded. From one tiny cloud, To a dragon flying in the sky. Even worse. She can see a school of fish swimming in the sky. There are the big ones, As well as the small ones. Every single fish are swimming towards the same direction. As those fishes have passed. What is next? What could it be? With millions and millions of clouds keep floating. Tell me... What can you see now?

Hmm, when did i start to like pixel art? Don't remember. But one thing that i remember is i watched one of Pewdiepie's video on playing some RPG maker games. And maybe that day, it start the interest of mine to this type of art. Of course there are some type of art that i like but for me pixel art is very unique and different.  So, instead of looking at them, why not try to draw it my own. After a few hours in figuring how to draw it and make it a GIF. And... here it is, a black cat looking at the window, swinging its tail casually.  Although it was just a basic drawing but still, i feel such satisfaction.  

There is a little girl who unconsciously comes to an unknown world right before she opens her eyes. After a long sleep, she awakes. She opens her eyes confusingly and guessing what is going on here.   The little girl has been walked for quite a distances. Found nothing but just a weird space. Suddenly a black and dark object is moving toward to the little girl. The little girl startled as the moment the dark object spoken. " Hi there little girl, are you lost?" the dark object asked. The little girl did not answer but look at him. Then he told that little girl that he is the admin in this world. He also explained that he is responsible to bring people who trap into the dream world and lead them out from this world. He told her that he'll bring her out of here and lead her the way to the exit. However, the little girl refused. The little girl walks away and stopped by the dark object. "Okay, I'll give you sometime here but not for long. But there

There was a girl who travels between country. One day, she took a weird bus which led her to a place where which surrounded by the tall building. As she walks through the path, she realizes it is the resident ’s area. Each of every one of the doors, it lives with different people with different faces. At the end of the path, there is a different building. A house in which differs from the other building. She kept walking, in front of her, there is a sign.  To have a closer look, she walks closer. It  stated 'the head of the resident'. All of a sudden, everything is shaking. A quake happened.  A giant ferocious girl is standing up and look at the girl. The giant ferocious girl shout " Rawr!!! Who are you? Why are you here?  "The shout should make her be afraid. So did  the traveling girl as she shouts “ AH! ” The giant ferocious girl seems happy for a second then turn to confuse because the way the traveling girl looks seems doesn't afraid instead shock

I surrounded by forest. It seems an endless path. Leaves fall from the trees. A golden leaf, A red leaf, A brown leaf, A wilted leaf. Endlessly falling. The leaves have almost covered the road. I step those leaves as I walk through, I felt satisfaction. I felt enjoyed. The crunching sound of the leaves, Has made me move forward without thinking of stopping. Because of this path, It made me stop thinking for awhile. Everything has to put aside and keep walking. I have walked this far, Does not even realize the time has passed. Not until I have come to an end, The end of the path, I would not realize anything. The cold breeze that I felt before, Is coming soon. Everything has loop again. The surrounding has changed. But not me. Nothing has ever changed since then. Maybe there is no way to change. Or... Not until I stop thinking.

There was a time I wish i could stop, but no, i do not have the ability to do so. Even if i have it, I am just to scare to do so. I am such a coward. Because of  coward, This feelings never end, Never go away. The endless loop, Have never stop. I am tired. And such tired keeps me alive. How I wish to fill anything rather than this. But there aren't. Tired never end. Maybe... This is my fate to bound to this tiredness forever.

Tick tock, Tick tock... The clock's needles keep moving. The time has never been stopped. Looking at the world. The world keeps changing. Sometimes, They change too fast until you do even recognize. As if the world changed, So should I. Everything is moving forward, But not the sky, Not the universe. As it seems to me... The time has made me follow its steps. Never been stopped. Keep moving forward. Even I tried to stop, But still, I am lacking the power to do it. I know, It wants me to move. To move to the place somewhere I belong. Thus, I have to leave from where I am. I know I have to leave. Leave to somewhere else. However, Where should I go? Where should I stay? More importantly, Where should I even belong?

Waking up in an early morning. Walks to the seaside, Not knowing why. The feeling, The thought, Has told me to come here. In a morning light, Standing at the seaside. Wondering why am I here. What is the purpose to come here? What am I doing here? Why am I here? How am I even here? All those questions marks, Has yet no answer. The seagulls' screams, The splashing waves vibrating to my ears. It indeed makes me feel peaceful. But... Not for long... I look up to the sky, The bright sun that I could not look directly to it. The opposite, A clear moon beside it. In such daylight, Why did the moon appear? Why is it here? No ones know. Such magnificent view, I would like to keep inside of me. I have nothing to hold this scene. But instead, I will just keep in my brain, This memory, Will never forget. Standing here for a long time, Dazing at here without doing anything. At the next second, I have come back to my conscious, Ask myself ag

Entering to this world. I look tiny. Everything here is bigger than me. I feel so little. My one big step, Is only a small move here. All I wish is to move forward. However, everything here is just a hinder. I'm getting no further from where I am. A sudden attack. It was an ant. It keeps coming closer towards me. I run. It chases me. There too much to run. I am running out of stamina. I have to find a way to escape it. I look around, Too hard to see. Everything is too big to block my sight. To a certain state, The ant nowhere to be found. It seems that I manage to escape away from it. I am tired. I need a rest. Look a round to find a shelter. All I see is just tall grasses. Luckily, there is a giant mushroom that I can rest. I take it as a shelter Sitting down there to think for next move. Covering in the shadow, Is cozy here, It even protects me from sunlight and rain. Hiding is not the way to escape. Escape is not the way to deal w

It is a long long way to here. A long way to climb to the highest place. At last, I have come to view such astonishing night sky. Thousands of star hanging in the sky. I try to count. But I can not. It is too many. Too much to count. I made in time. A time for the shooting stars. I heard a myth. A myth about wishes. Whenever there is a shooting star appear. Pray them. Tell them your wishes. And it will come true. I wonder. Wonder if it is true. A shooting star has fallen. I try to pray. But missed. I am depressed. A flash of light has passed through. I look at the sky again. Another shooting star has fallen. It follows another. At that night, I made a lot of wishes. Hoping those wishes will come true.

I feel cold. It's freezing here. In a blink of an eye, The dark blue sky is about to cover to the red pinkish sky. Something has stopped me. It is stopping me to move to another place. What is it? What is this white cold fluffy thing? As I try to catch it, it melts. It turns to liquid. What is this? Ah~ It is snow. It feels so cold. Uncatchable. I stared at the sky. Wonder where they come from. Oh~ They fall from the sky. They fall from nowhere. The breeze is unbearable. I keep telling myself to move. But... I do not wish to move. I do not want to waste such scenery. Such ambience. I wish to stay here. To keep viewing such scenery. But... I can not... I have to leave such place.

I am standing in a bathroom filled with a bunch of unknown people. For some reason, I walked out from there. I speak to another person. It seems like she was my cousin.  She walks me to a box. A box that filled with some creature. I open it. A sudden, I stepped back as the creature tries to jump out of it. Looks like it was a cat. A weird cat with a longer body than the one we know. I brought it to a field where people are playing soccer. The cat and I just start to play the ball. Kicking and fetching are all we were done.  A scene has changed. Somehow, the cat and I were standing in a factory. A catastrophe happened. It was the cat, running into the factory got the workers mad. The workers seem wanted to kill the cat. They try to catch the cat but failed.  However, at the end, the cat got caught. They were very happy and at the same time, they were very angry. A worker holds an axe, trying to chop down the cat. As the axe is close to the cat, something strange hap

Mokona Modoki Doki Doki~ My all time favorite anime - Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle Ah~Ah~ I feel so old now. I miss the old days... Until now I still listen to their ost, tho.  It so emotional. Most of the time, for the unknown reason, I will cry by just listening to them. Weird huh. Anyway, their ost is the BEST!

I am not satisfying on what I draw here. Many things were drawn wrong, imperfect lines. Well, I am a lazy shit on doing practicing watercolor. For me, if I feel to do the thing, then I must do right now. Inspiration and the feeling to do are important to me. If the feels gone, follow the motivation. Things how it works on me.  This is what I got when you are lazy and have no to little knowledge on watercolor.  In soon or later gonna re-draw this again. 

I enter to a world. A world full of Nothing but a maze. This time, I'm Not alone. There we two group of people One is our, to find a way out And the other was a bad one which stops us from getting out. At some point, we finally found a way to escape. But the boss of the group has created a weapon. A weapon which will kill us. In the chasing and defense battle, we manage to survive. I, the one who grabbed the weapon and kill their members. Thus, I manage to protect my people to escape. The boss finds out. I quickly rush to a place trying to dispose of the weapon. But I failed. The boss has captured me. Wants me to surrender the weapon. Then I started to exchange a deal. A deal which let my people escape and I will stay. The boss thinks for a minute and nodded his head. My people and the other has escaped. It just left me with the boss. He kept me with him and not going to kill me. We wander round in this world. It is weird

Trying to paint a scenery but it ends up something not what I expected. Watercolor, you are hard to use.  After watching some tutorial, I found that "gouache" maybe is what I need. The consistency of gouache is controllable than the watercolor, I guess. Well, after I finish using watercolor, I think I may change to gouache to paint. 

This is kinda embarrassing to post this. So sloppy and so elementary level. Well,  I've been stopped "painting" since from high school. My painting tools had been donated to another person. Ever since i am so regretting to give away to another people just like that. And now, I have to buy all the tools over again so that I can start "painting". The desire to paint has it over me for so many months. Finally, bought my own tools and I am able to express my imagination through painting. I think this can be considered as my first try as an adult? There are still so many techniques to learn in order to paint my own desire picture. Hopefully to master those techniques as soon as possible, tho.

"はい、ども！バーチャルユーチューバー、キズナアイです！" "Hi, domo! Virtual Youtuber, Kizuna Ai desu!" Yup, the most adorable YouTuber I have ever seen. I just like her expression and her voice. Can't told you how much I addicted to her. But, she cute. So, I tried to draw her. And... Here it is, not very alike her but it's her.

I was standing in a pool with a bunch of people. Mainly, kids, I assume. I felt weird because everyone is looking at me as I should not be there. There were two group of people. The first group, kids that are trying to learn swimming or just playing around. The 2nd group is where their age is a little bit older. It was like they have a swimming club or something. Then I realize I am so wrong to be there as I am not belong to those two group.  I looked everywhere and find no other person like me. I swim to the side as I tried to get out from the pool. I saw a group of people, including my two friends which do not belong to the two groups, were bathing under a shower. I looked at them and they looked at me. I can see they are not gonna tell me that the pool is being used for practices and any other person does not allow in the pool. I felt so awkward enough and quickly swim to the side to get out of the pool. Then, a sudden change here. The older group of people started

It started I chased by a man. Of course, can't remember well of his face. For some reason, I was finding a way to escape from that man and weirdly it was just me but Another person as well. She and I constantly finding letters which are H and I in order to move to Another place. Somehow the letters act like teleportation. If I remember h letter is moving forward and backward (between a room space) and I is to move to a new place. We both keep searching while finding a place to hide. We hide in a closet, under bed/chair… By almost at the end of the dream, the man found us and he was closer and closer toward us. Under that circumstances, we had to focus on finding the letter l as we believe we can safely escape from there. Oddly and weirdly, when the man almost got me, my dream change, but not awake. It was now I am all alone. The Another girl disappears. However, I still conscious about to escape from that place. As I keep walking, I saw a b

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I opened the door, Take a deep breath. One foot stepping into the path and follows by another. The front path is so dark and misty. It is so unclear to know what is ahead of me. As I keep walking forward, I try to constrain my fear. Keep telling myself to be brave. Everything will be ok. Once I decided not to return back, I should keep moving on. However, as I keep moving forward, The inner fear, The feel of terrifying, Keep on growing. Until a point, I cannot hold anymore. I stop moving. Standing at where I am and thinking of turning back. The darkness slowly moving towards me. I'm too scare. Looks like I have to turn back. I run back to where I begin, Run back to the front door. I failed... I failed to move forward. Again... Everything is back to square one. I am still standing at where the beginning is. Once again, my clock stops ticking again. Everything has to start all over again... In the end of the day, I am still searching m

I don't know have you ever experience any realistic dream.  Well, it just happened to me. Just recent, I dreamt of something. Something terrified.  It was a man, chasing my family and I. Until he cornered us into a room, my bedroom. We tried to close the door as fast as we can. However, we failed. he kicked off the door and pointing the gun at me. For an unknown reason, I was brave enough. Too brave to kick him away but that was failed. He is angry. He grabs me with his hairy buff arm, strangle my neck as to avoid I escaped. Then, He pointed the gun at my forehead and I can feel he is going to open fire.  And that moment, I know this is a dream so, I tried to force myself to wake up.  I woke up.  My heart beat so fast. I was so real. Too real. What was that about? The man he grabs me, the gun was ready to fire. I can feel it.  That... That was too terrified. 

Standing in front of a stranger door, Wondering where will it take me to. Within so many doors, The red door, The yellow door, The green forest like door, The black door, The normal door... Within so many choices, Wondering what should I pick. Unknown why, I walk to this door. A door with no knob, A strange pattern on the door surface. Wondering what is on the back of this door. Should I open it? Is it the right thing to choose this? Among this door, why do I choose this? I have chosen this path. Whatever behind this door, I must accept it. No matter how scared, How terrify I am. I should bravely move forward. No more excessive thinking. Set my foot one step ahead. I should not look back. I should move forward. I have to let my clock ticking again, I have to continue to my path. And so to let a new journey begin.

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The last journey has brought me to this world. Another world filled with clouds. No more friends No more companions. But a world covered with stars and clouds. In this world, it does not feel the youth, the adventurous. Instead, a gloomy and a melancholiness. The floor of this world, it reflects everything shows on the sky. Wherever I go, the reflection of me always following me. As like there are two worlds and two of me connected in one place. There is nowhere to hide. This indeed a strange place, a mystery place. A place with nothing but reflection. Sitting out of nowhere, looking at the sky. Have a deep thinking. What should I do next? Where should I go next? I have no answer... The time flows as the clouds float. Looking at the clouds, there are slowly moving forward. However, I looking at myself... I am still where I am... I keep asking myself, When will I move? Is it the time to move forward? Spent so much time, so much thinking, and

Blue sky, fluffy clouds, flying birds. Nothing is more here. Sitting on a cloud, a white fluffy one. Who can even imagine sitting on a cloud? Enjoying myself, enjoying the cozy windy. Not thinking about anything. Empty minded. Listening to the windy sound, listening to the birds' chirp. Just try to feel the surrounding. It is a relaxing place. Everything is moving slowly. As if the time has stopped. I wonder how much time i have been here? How long will i get to the end of the destination? Throughout the journey, i am alone. Maybe... The birds are flying with me. Towards the same direction. I wonder. Maybe... Maybe... We can become friends? The wind blows the clouds, It pushes the white fluffy clouds to somewhere else. As i sitting on it, I will just follow the flows goes. Until where it stop, where it disappear. It may be a long journey... A journey that i could not know when. But i will patiently wait, while enjoying the sc