This is a test post please throw this post away if have accidentally received it. This post will self destruct in 3...2...1... just kidding, but this is the prequel to whats about to come from the headed2oblivion blog. Something explosive and anything goes, we can talk about the republigays, the arkansas loserbacks, or anything else that you have been yeaning to reach under the stall and do the "Senator Shuffel" to tell the person next to you. Here we use our self-expression to fulfill our wildest dreams and voice ourselves as the world burns around us. Much of this is formed from my early urban art influence and the perceptions society has beatten into me day in and day out. From the streets of Big "D", Dallas, to the trailers of Arkansas (W. we in Kansas) I have seen the world, at least the US from many persepectives and here I want to show you the way i see it so... "Buy the ticket, take the ride."

Art is the best form of expression and Graffiti is the rawest and truest form. Spawned from an industrial generation of haves, have mores and have nots. Held together by rusty iron nails, chiseled into america's backbone from the early 1900's, just waiting to crumble. Most artists just wanna use their abilities to do what they do, i mean seriously you could lock me up in a room with nothing and i would still paint the walls somehow or another(blood probably). The writing on the walls as they call it holds a cronicle of the past, present and future, the translation is what carries the messages along life's path. The story changing and adopting new life as it's handed down. Graffiti is a crime, its vandalism, but it's the "Art of Vandalism". Those who write have the passion to carry on the message, to just be heard, to influence the masses.