ॐ

when you sit on Mt. Kailash,
does it get lonely up there?
is it quiet and serene?
is the wind gentle on you?
and when you chant ॐ,
does all become still?

-I wrote the poem back in February or January?? And here's the crazy old hippie to go along with it :'3.

The Secret of Kells (c) Tomm Moore

New Characters!!

A little something different than the usual SOK things for now. This is the product of me trying to replicate Nico Marlet's style and living childhood nostalgia, so here are some Kung Fu Panda fan characters. I'll be doing a bit with these two, I hope. It's fun trying out new things :3c.

Kung Fu Panda (c) DreamWorks Animation

Character Projection

I saw this and I was like, "aw yeah!!"

here are the rules :
> ocs that apply and explain how they reflect your own self, be it experiences or traits
> ocs that were born out of some phase you were going through or who represent a certain emotion that was/is prevalent for you.
> ocs that function as a punching bag for you


Skithei - She's always been me?? I mean, she's my sona, so she's got everything I am but 1000x. Like I'm kind of shy so she's a hecking hermit and I'm a loon so she's bouncing off the walls I guess. I do use her in vent stuff
cuz doi

Faolán - A pre-SOK fan character. he's smart but he's actually really pompous. So he represents the qualities in me that are more snobbish (I'm working on that, I'm not as “r/im14andthisisdeep” as I used to be.. maybe.)

Odhrán - Faolán's mentor. tbh he kind of takes after me now in a less attached way like Skithei. He doesn't talk much, he meditates in a cave (goals). Like he wasn't made around this time, but when I was a worm in 2015-2016, I was struggling and I had this aspiration (still do) of running away into the woods and just being one with nature. so he really takes after that.

Rowan - Pretty much me being a nerd. When i see good art, I'm like “tEACH mE!!”. Probably a reflection of me when I was a tad younger.

Llewelyn - Hoo boy, I got everything!! So he's a huuuge comfort character for me. I draw him a lot as shown here. I mean, yeah I sound crazy but he's helped me a lot through some crazy shiznit that happened in the last 7 months or so. He's everything I want to be in life. A hecking loon but the reason being is because he's transcended the social norm and found true happiness and inner peace and gives advice in the strangest ways. Like I want to be “that one guy who’s a crazy hippie”. That’s him, right there. A crazy old hippie.

Colby - There isn’t much about him I relate him with tbh (except angst). But like his angst is from being emotionally abused by Alastar for years and the fact he just wants to be loved for once while I feel as though I need to go through some shiznit. Like I feel as though I haven’t truly lived. So yeah, we’re full of angst, but for different reasons.

Rinan - He’s a dork, I’m a dork. He was created when I was super into murder mysteries and stuff (still am tbh) and he was supposed to be a detective character before suddenly getting killed off by Alastar, but his story’s changed from that now.

Kauko - Rinan needed a lover, and I was reading about shamanism around the time, so that created him.

Siorus - He’s me at my worst tbh. He’s a whining cynic, but doesn’t have the guts to actually put up a fight so he just sits and mopes and is just passive-aggressive.

Alastar - I mean he’s everything I don’t want to be. He and I have ambitions, but he uses his ambitions to make people suffer, while I hope I’m not using my ambitions to break people and such. He suffers a massive ego death, though the ego death isn’t like the hippy-dippy “becoming one with nature and la-di-da true happiness” shiznit. It ain’t pretty and it hecking hurts and it’s hecking terrifying for him.

i tag anyone who reads this and wants to do this.

The Secret of Kells (c) Tomm Moore

more of the AU I guess (kind of)

Some ink got onto his face but hey, I think it adds to it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

So I have a headcanon that Llewelyn is called "the Laughing Baba" because of how frequently he laughs. Especially during meditation.

*aggressive sitar playing*

Got to designing Alastar in the AU. He's an officer of the British Raj stationed at Varanasi (though his actual residence is a bungalow several miles away). He looks down on the locals, seeing them as uncivilized people who follow a backwards tradition. However, it humbled him when Odhrán saved his life after a riot, making him reconsider who is really civilized.

It's been a while since I posted a sketchdump like this one :'>. Life has been having me busy, but I'm getting back on track. It'll be easier in the spring and summer.

The Secret of Kells (c) Tomm Moore

That's the Reality, Wanderer

The sadhu stretched every bone in his body with every joint popping along. He leaned over, grasping his feet. His back revealed his spine to be like the old mala beads he wore with his matted white locks draping over. Providing warmth and letting the cool of the evening come, the sun embraced him, apologizing for the wrathful hours of noon where the heat pounded anyone who walked under it.

The student carefully observed his guru practice his rites. He buried his pale, ash-covered face in his saffron robe, eyeing various locations alongside the river banks. Reflecting the evening sunlight, every ripple danced as Mother Ganga rolled by blissfully, greeting them both. It had been a month since he chosen the path towards self-realization. Or more so, his guru taking him under his wing after seeing him at the worst state of his life. Either way, life as his student was much more preferable than a half-drunk pariah.

A mantra was cantillated by the teacher, bringing his student’s attention back to his meditation. The words rolled out of the sadhu’s fruity and gravelly voice with excellence, for he chanted them for years. If there was a mistake or stutter, it didn't matter, for he was already in the realm where he'd commune with the divine.

“Guruji?” the student queried.

“Yes?” the sadhu replied, raising an eyelid, a small grin forming.

“Well…,” the student muttered, trying to bring his thoughts together, “How do you do this with such... Such..-”

“Ease?” the sadhu finished his student’s question.

“I guess so..” 

A chuckle rushed out of the sadhu, “It all comes down to this: everything that has caused you any suffering, all of it's talk. It's not all there, but you make it a priority. What really matters is just this. The tandava, the Om! That’s the reality, Wanderer.” He then cackled, reveling in what he just said, for he knew this for an eternity, and his student would come to know this as well.

The student’s eyes widened at the name his guru gave him, never mind his wisdom. It was surely unlike the names others called him such as “drunkard” or worse yet, “untouchable”. This one was an affectionate name, like how a father would call his own son. No one ever gave him that level of respect before. It fit him. Traveling at his guru’s side, looking for inner peace, and finally figuring what is it really about. Wanderer...

-Just exploring the AU a little bit more. Or me spouting out philosophical things. I might get to designing Alastar (low-key thinking he'd be an officer of the British Raj) and other characters :3c.

The Secret of Kells (c) Tomm Moore