Exhumed By Scrying Eyes
Writer / Filmmaker / Photographer / Storm Chaser / Paranormal Expert / SFX MUA / child abuse and 2x Death survivor, depression, homelessness, ulcerative colitis (Pancolitis) Charitable / Philanthropic. (Anti-drug) Honest, swimming, racquetball, hiking, travel, kickball; zombies, horror, comedy, metal, being creative & blue cantaloupes. There's no such thing as a blue cantaloupe, but they are my favorite. Currently disabled, in hellish chronic pain & unable to do anything I enjoy.
Ever since I studied trigonometry, I find myself going off on tangents. - Me
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The Life of a Storm Chaser in FILM / THEATRE / VIDEO WORK & CORPSE NATION
I apologize for the poor quality, but a few of these really go back a ways… ancient in this new digital age. I wanted to post early shots over more recent ones. As a life-long storm chaser, some...
Denny's - Restaurant of Turds - A Rant in General Mental Anesthesia
Please use this quasi-long-winded rant as a educational tool. Expect nothing of substance, but pay close attention because it’s all very important! In college, when you’re with your friends, and...
The perception is a deception in the transference from life to the abyss. The fool I was who fell and bled, hiding from a hug that I was hoping to get. Thus my carrion reflection enshadows me li...
Diving Into Unconscious Reality Soup in RANDOMS (aka) "QUOTATIONS"
What doesn’t kill you… likely makes you hurt very much!
Storm Season is Here! in FILM / THEATRE / VIDEO WORK & CORPSE NATION
I may be a Red Sea Pedestrian, but this is my Christmas! Hurricane season is right around the corner, thank G-D I’m still on the east coast, it’s been a while since I was in a major hurricane, m...
Well, sort of, kinda… It was 1:30am; I wasn’t feeling well and fast asleep (I’m usually up at this hour). Thunder crashes outside my window. Now, if you know me, I’m a storm chaser. I prefer tra...
Mystic Mis-Fortune & A Merozoitic Destiny in RANDOMS (aka) "QUOTATIONS"
I’ve never had a positive tarot card reading, but the good news is… they were all accurate.
Uncooked Iguana’s and Purple Mustard. in General Mental Anesthesia
Cheese and sympathy are 4 things I don’t need. Earlier, I saw this iguana. I bent down to one knee, then two, then on my stomach to get a closer view. He was fairly high up in a tree so that wa...
No Periphery To Suffering in POETRY
Corpse by day, I’m full of unnatural life. A parasite in sunlight I exist in shadow and entrenched in night. Like an inverted sphere, a negative rainbow or the deafening resonance of embittered s...
That Fantastical Preternatural Moment in RANDOMS (aka) "QUOTATIONS"
I remember visiting you in the last century back when you had that little clay hut near the penguin farm. The farm owned and operated by penguins, not the one where they grow penguins. The day ...
The Design of Self Destruction in POETRY
Claws rake my back as if to climb my spine like a twisting poisonous vine. Enraptured in such paroxysmic tenacity it grows like a parasite feeding off the shortness of breath. Anxiety, it stings ...
Spotted Like a Splendiferous Gaffe in RANDOMS (aka) "QUOTATIONS"
All I know about relationships is that if you are of average height, don’t even think about dating a giraffe… trust me, it won’t work out. He’ll step on you, then apologize, and you’ll forgive h...
Pug Therapy… It’s a Thing! in General Mental Anesthesia
(Warning: adorably cute and “awe” inducing pics inside). Sir Puddlesworth — My buddy! I’ve clinically suffered with major depression since I was a preteen and there’s been one constant in my lif...
Buttered Side Down & Inside Out in RANDOMS (aka) "QUOTATIONS"
Instead of beginning at the beginning, begin at the end. Because at the end of one thing is the beginning of another thing. You may not get into the middle of the thing you originally intended ...
Howdy, So, have you ever been a member of the former site: Open Diary? It was before there were bloggers & vloggers & cloggers & whatever the hell is going on now. I was a long time...
Why Do You Hide Those Beautiful Eyes? in POETRY
To someone I knew… a long time ago To someone I loved… before love was known To someone who grew… through life’s highs and lows To someone whose destiny… is yet unknown To someone who knows… the...
The Absenteeism of Me & Regularity in General Mental Anesthesia
Spring has sprung despite the power of a nice macro lens. I’m hoping this posts in the appropriate area, I’m sort of new to Prosebox, having not found a permanent online writing home since Open ...