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FOOD FOR THOUGHT.

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Hello my name is: Icicle Audacity. All I see are ghxsts. I'm the misguided stride for self improvement - a sadistic, futuristic machine. A hollow cold emitted through vibrant lights, it’s a warm as wool winter but I’ve got a chill I can’t shake. This is what I am & I think I’m fine in my own misguidance. My bones are frozen, my marrow has turned to ice - my body is just a body, a corpse without a head. I'm just a vessel & my brain has long been dead.

Dylan McAmmond
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Author Archives: Dylan

thistles

Hold on to what you believe – in the light – when the darkness has robbed you of all your sight.

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never better

I was always so pissed that life felt like this, always so sad that what was mine was never happy with what they had and now I see it wasnt everyone who got the best of you, but me it was me, obviously oblivious to what was really happening. I’ve been holding out on a […]

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the brave & the snake

Up in the sky past just beneath the clouds soared 5 great planes. Each as large and seemingly majestic as the next.The boys faces shimmered with the reflection of the sun bouncing off each shiny eye. It was silent. Nothing could be heard but the sounds of the purring engines. The children stood, heads held […]

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existence

“I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue. But as much as I want to believe that, and despite the ancient and worldwide cultural traditions that assert an afterlife, I know of nothing to suggest that it is more than […]

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no where ta’ go but up

I have no idea why I do the things I do and quite frankly I’ve tried to find some ounce of satisfaction in knowing that the only constant in my life will always remain the lack of understanding of my own actions and the actions of those around me. I kill myself daily and walk […]

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never get me

People always have to poke at everything. You do what you do and you do it well because you do it the way you want it to be done.

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palpitation

So take your crooked smile and drive it back into your world, I never thought a heart could beat so fucking cold. Head in the clouds, stuggling for air  – you’re flying solo in a history written in pairs. Life tied to death, love tied to hate – we’ve all got our problems, but you’re waiting […]

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WUT?

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the truth will send you falling

This cataclysm is cracked, old & dusty, its hues of fire and ember, charcoal and ash – predictable. I want an end only in the shades of amethyst, jade & sky candy blue. Glowing much like bubbles across the horizon, ravaging & popping in child like glee & desire. Enormous toddlers rolling along summer lawns, […]

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burned every bridge over the troubled water

Fuck education for a decade and 3 years of headaches from my peers. ‘Cause now I realize I could have learned more on my own, they taught me how to know everything except my soul, which is everything I need to grow – Everything that keeps me whole.

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4:56 A.M

Sanity is subjective & open to interpretation. We are parts of the same collective, warm bodies to serve our nation. They want to control your perspective & stop you from getting ideas above your station. Think too differently and you’re defective, a strange kind of aberration. Psychiatry is protective & built on a strong foundation. […]

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stuck outside, looking in.

Now this might be another incident where I would have went way beyond what I should have done, but I can’t change the past and now I’m stuck in the present. At least look at where I’m coming from, instants to take a life, but days to dig your grave? Life ain’t fair but that’s […]

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