How in the hell will I ever afford pickles?

The sweet value of my tokens, down they trickles.

Chopped, cut, sliced, diced, hacked away with some sickles.

Some frozen in fear like those big damn icicles.

Man, I don't want to be stuck riding bicycles.

^{Under the Influence of the Few Influential}

That

^{Is an odd looking image.}

It came to us directly from an odd state of mind contained within my brain.

If you would prefer to see it upside down, I've included a mechanism that allows the viewer to see it upside down and right-side up simultaneously.

I'm not sure why I chose those colors, nor do I know what I was thinking when I produced that strange piece of work. I'm not even certain I was finished. Simply abandoned at the right time.

I've made a few others with this effect. They hurt my brain. I've made many attempts, I've scrapped a few. Here are some other examples of this type of work I don't have a name for yet.

^{Where I've Been Lately}

^{Magic Explanation}

^{Genius or Insanity}

^{Double Down}

^Everyone

If I'm not mistaken, this one above was one of my first attempts at this style. There might be more though. I've produced many images in the past almost two years and it's hard to keep track of everything.

^{Fun Fact: I produced Everyone sometime around the middle of May, 2017. Long before "crypto-art" was the big craze.}

Story Time!

^{A quick one before I go.}

This morning, while I was finishing up my latest creation known as Under the Influence of the Few Influential, a bird hit the window behind me. A robin, to be precise.

Thunk.

The sound made me jump, but I survived the shock.

I looked around, I saw the bird. It wasn't moving.

So, I decided to dig a hole. Funeral time.

There's a flower pot here, with no flowers. I thought that would be the perfect place to dig a grave with my little flower pot shovel thing, and I got to work.

Then, I looked over and noticed the cat. It was too late though. The cat was running away, bird in mouth, doing the proud kitty walk; I thought the funeral was over.

I'm still watching the cat try to decide where to go with this bird. Suddenly, the wings start flapping, the cat freaks out and drops the bird, then the bird flew away. Not in much of a straight line though. All over the place. The bird appeared to be drunk, probably still seeing stars.

So, Yeah

^{Next time, I'll check to see if the bird is still breathing before I decide to bury it.}

Have a nice day.

Credits: _{All images seen here were produced digitally, by me. "Enjoy your weekend as well."}

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