No. We are NOT normal. 

We are not reassuring, convenient, or comforting. We are the weird, the scarred, the broken. Exiles of your sterile delusions, fleeing from your sanitized perception of reality. We are the faulty products on the assembly lines of your well-adjusted society. We are the silent witnesses to your "grand achievements." The hooded misfits whose presence ruins the background of your selfies. We are the "losers" and "freaks" your ego must feed on to sustain your pipe dreams of supremacy.

But when all screens are off, phones and cameras shut, when your friends and lovers are absent—when all distractions fade out and there's nowhere to hide—you lock eyes with that unknown being in the mirror. If you dare to gaze long enough into the void of your very existence, you may feel a chill crawling up your spine. Do not fear, it's just us welcoming you.

We are the creatures who never belonged. We are scarred by all the wounds you suppressed. We are the truths that you tried to ignore for so long. We are here. We always have been and always will.. As we emerge from the abyss of your psyche, we invite you to stand with pride among us and face the grandest fear of all: The eternal, unfathomable Unknown that extends infinitely outwards and inside you.

No. We are not here to please. We're not here to conform. We are here to lift the veil of the superficial and reveal what lies beneath. We are not the creators of your existential terror. We are the emissaries sent to help you reconcile with it.

We are the haunted. We are the damned. We are the untamed.

We are the artists.

And this is our sanctuary:

Welcome to the Dark Art Revolution