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Starting with a small trickle, photos will be uploaded soon. One will be uploaded shortly after this post. I know, all of this may well give many of you the nervous feelings and unshakable fear as well as excited messed up hormone based feelings.
Regardless, never fear. The master has returned. The king reclaims his throne.
Regardless, never fear. The master has returned. The king reclaims his throne.
Louisville Bound
I know it's been awhile since writing here. I'd just like to announce something which directly correlates with the continuing of my photography.
As of late this year, I will be moving to Louisville ky, and away from hellhole ky. This will open up a vast and greater array of things with which to photograph and I look forward to doing so and sharing along the way. It will be a big step up, what with an apartment in town and hopefully being able to bring two of my dear cats with me to share this experience in my life.
As I reflect over my time living in a dying town with people intent on doing drugs and acting like brainless ruffians, I have n
Forgiveness (What is it?)
for•give•ness (fərˈgɪv nɪs)
n.
1. the act of forgiving or the state of being forgiven; pardon.
2. willingness to forgive.
Forgiveness
Forgiving the unrepentant is like drawing pictures in water —Japanese proverb(God) pardons like a mother who kisses away the repentant tears of her child —Henry Ward BeecherForgiving without forgetting is like loving without liking —AnonOverlooked as a favorite child’s failings —Anon
I tend to believe it is a frailty of humankind, even though it can be genuine. Those who know me personally, whom I have been absolved of guilt and which
Devious Journal Entry
"Pepper"
Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Sherice
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar, and Bobby was a racist
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas
Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain
Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinking from a fountain
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how
Gleamingly Obscene
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Here is where I shine brightest. Challenge yourself to enter the brilliant chaos.
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