Space Echo

New toy. 

Weave 2

Aphids pulled from the tongue of an infant

Gypsies storming with gifts made of Christmas

Masters forming a void made of wishes

Follow me now into death and through sickness

I'll make you forget there's a kettle that's boiling

And reach for the day we can cease all our toiling

There's nowhere to run, or to hide from the roiling black clouds descending on you to start spoiling the meat that you reach for by raining parades I'm straining in spades to hear the wicked ways, and whispers of the clerks in vespers who stare at court jesters that laugh with professors. Oh, what a wicked world to inherit, while weaving the web for the fly just to snare it. 

Public Domain, 1988

Music: McRad: Weakness/McShred

Goth Lego Christmas

Haiku 30

Love yourself always
Make your life a special place
You can do no wrong

More Paz, More Janis

Owl and Spider 3

The Last Trick

-Jan Svankmajer, The Last Trick, 1964

Pals 2

Collage of old friends. 

Undenied

Now that I've found you, and seen behind those eyes, how can I carry on?

-Beth Gibbons, Undenied, Portishead (1997)

General Joy

General Joy, I know I know you'll take me there
General Joy, it seems you need a soldier girl.
- Tori Amos, General Joy, The Beekeeper, (2005)

Opeth

Here

Riding Shotgun

All You Need Is Love

The Beatles

Haiku 29

Grey misty skyline
Reveal to me your secrets
Or else I'll take them

Echoes

Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air, and deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves, the echo of a distant tide comes willowing across the sand, and everything is green and submarine.

Pink Floyd, Echoes, Meddle (1971)

The Motherload

Mastodon
www.mastodonrocks.com

The Black Cauldron

1985

This

Halcyon and on and on

Groo the Wanderer

Sergio Aragones

Jason Lee, "Video Days"

Jason Lee's part from "Video Days" by Blind (1991), before acting when he was a pro skater.

Great Palaces...

There is no splendour here, only mental torment, the wish for better things, perpetual unfullfillment.
Your Royal Highness, Your Far Awayness, hollow words make hollow promises.

-Single Gun Theory, Great Palaces of Immortal Splendour
Millions, Like Stars in my Hand, (1991)

Eskimo

Heathers, 1988

Haiku 28

I feel very strange
When the walls begin breathing
My head expanding

Pixies

Alice

Jan Svankmajer, 1988

Psychic Stuff

 Edgar Cayce

Jane Roberts

Tales of Power

“The aim is to balance the terror of being alive with the wonder of being alive.”
-Nagual Juan Matus

Heart

The switch

Not sure what this is for but it's cool.                                 this

John and Yoko

Creepy

Airedale Terrier (R.I.P.)

Sleep

brewtini

The Dark Tower

Jake and Oy making a last stand against the low men

Love's Secret Domain

My formative years

In the Loop

Owl and Spider 2

Lost At Sea

The compass was tossed overboard, in an ugly and violent storm

Blades