I like your other one more! The mystery of what your avatar might have been before fascinates me. I do like your current avatar though.
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin,
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores no innocent tongues,-
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old lie Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.
-Wilfred Owen, Dulce Et Decorum Est