...This was just a little comical piece that kinda took on a life of it's own. I've been writing little... "things" down that come to me and kind of confuse me. Little sayings and ideas that make sense, but not really. Not in a traditional way. Of course I'm not making sense now. Hmmm, how do I explain it. I guess I don't. Too bad I'm not better with words, but I guess if I was I would'nt have to explain my poetry in the first place.

...The image is just a pencil sketch I took into Photoshop and animated the little drop of life.

...Oh Wait! I just remembered something...about the title. In the mid 1990's I was living with my father and I kept a dream book tucked away in a cavity in the headboard of my bed. It's a small blank hand-made cloth covered book I fill with sketches and ideas for stuff. Lots of times when I have a cool dream, I'll want to take notes before consciousness forces the memory of it away from me. One day I found the mysterious word BRIMSTONE! written on one of the blank pages deep into the book. Nothing else, just that word. With a big exclamation point. It was scrawled in a handwriting I did not recognize. I can't remember writing it personally. My father doesn't even know about the book nor does anyone else. So I can't phathom it as a prank nor does it even seem like a proper prank anyway. Perhaps it was already written in the book when I purchased it years before and I never noticed. Actually it was a gift from my mother a decade before and she passed away around that time I found the word. To this day I have no idea where it came from or who put it there. The word at the top of this page is the actual scan of the page...or actually I hand copied the word onto another page for some reason not long after discovering it and that's actually what I scanned and used above. For some odd and agrivating reason I can no longer find the original page that had the word. It's gone. And I drew that little guy with the spikey hair under the copied word at the time as well. I don't really know what exactly the word even means, to me it'll always just be that "word" that showed up uninvited in my dream book... and then years later when I wanted it to be there to scan it for this website, it wasn't there anymore. Like a dream. It existed and then it didn't. At least that's what I thought. Maybe it never was.

- Darren Wheeling (6-25-02)