Final rites
Journal Entry: Wed Aug 17, 2005, 11:51 AM
Okay, $Spyed's red pill post didn't worry me. The change in the copyrights agreement worried me a little bit, but I knew that this was a site by and for artists that would not stoop to art theft, even if they had the loopholes to do it.
Now the creator of the site is gone. I understand that he didn't make DevArt what it is with his godly skills and the amazing probe singlehandedly, but it was his code, his site, and his work of art. The people whom I trusted under this copyright agreement were the kind who would understand what that meant. Now suddenly, they have taken his art, claimed it as their own in full and are the sole parties making money off of it.
I've read both sides of the situation and sniffed thoroughly for bullshit. In the end, it does not matter, those in charge have in essence stolen art, and I cannot trust them with mine.
In the course of my research I've read countless posts from angry members of the community saying that they would be leaving. Y'know, I'm not even gonna post anywhere but here and let my actions speak for me.
I'm leaving a single picture in my gallery because I think it's appropriate... Don't expect to see me again.
Devious Comments
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You want a commission
Please visit my gallery you too [link]
Look at the date on that deviation... you're a little late...
I used to have a fairly large gallery on here, but I took it all down when they shafted Jark.
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Shame on us,
For all we have done,
And all we ever were,
Just zeros and ones.
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You want a commission
Please visit my gallery you too [link]
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Я люблю девушек-кошек. Они вкусные!
neat stuff you have, thanks a buch for adding me to your watch
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Trying to fix or change something, only guarantees and perpetuates its existence.
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Join :iconirken-invaders: :iconoddballz: :icon-nerv-: :iconghibli-club: :iconstick-figures: or i'll eat your pants.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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comment, because you care.
share your love and not your hate.
love the artist, before yourself.
meditate on this.
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