Kolohe

Kolohe, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

We are not alone...

Whatever that means.

Go here.

Best Buddies

Best Buddies, originally uploaded by Agi T. Prop.

MUST. HAVE. MORE. BLOOD.

MUST. HAVE. MORE. BLOOD., originally uploaded by Agi T. Prop.

Example for Mr. Tripp(My favorite political blog)

Uproot

Fire Ball, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Item: The Weed Pulling Meditation Center

The cult that has yet to be will meet in early December to choose new members. The new members will be privy to a very special all night event/cremony on December 21/22. If you would like to come to the prospective new memeber mixer then e-mail me for important information.

Torture 060

Torture 060, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Projection

Projection, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

See more photos and read more words (I've been double timing): Go Here.

A Metaphorical Experience or: Rules Were Meant to be Broken

Nitai and Evan, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Castles in the sand.
Dreams upon wakening.
Love upon termination.
Reading the space between the letters.
Seeing the spaces between objects.
Seeing the shadow and the thing
and the space in between
as a dream
very real.

Halloween

Halloween 006, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

Hello peoples. It's been a while. Been buisy setting up the new nursery.

Had a dream. There was a man in my dream that was large, with thick hair, thick features, thick voice, and heavy. Not fat, just heavy. I discovered that I was supposed to fly with him the next day and I realized that he was going to throw me off the plane. I accepted this as inevitable. I had to go. It was business.

The next day I got into the van with him. I felt calm, somehow protected, even though I knew he was going to throw me off the plane. Half way to the airport, he turned around. We had to retrieve something. I was happy to have the extra time, but then he deliberately crashed through the side rail on a cliff and we were free falling. This must have been the highest cliff in the dreamworld, because we were falling like we had been dropped from a plane. I was still calm, in spite of the g-forces. I still felt things were going to work out ok. I struggled against the pull of gravity and reached for the door. The man reached out effortlessly and touched my arm and said, "Nope, you're going down with me on this one." Ok. So I looked down at the ground we were hurtling toward and closed my eyes just before impact. But there was no impact. I opened my eyes and found myself sitting on a bench in a garden with the driver. Everything was ok. I wasn't dead. Life goes on.

So, I started chatting with the Reaper and he was amused that I was so surprised and delighted that I was still around. Life eternal. He reminded me of the previous day when I realized that he was taking me down. He asked me to remember what I felt at that moment. I had resigned myself to what had seemed inevitable. I felt no fear. Then he said, "that's why you went down. I had to take you out because you accepted my call." Then he sighed and said, "I've been really buisy lately." So, he listened to me enthuse about living beyond death for a bit, then he stopped me and said, "oh, you're only here 'til the next rain, then your're gone forever." I felt a panic and he laughed. "See, if you'd had that reaction yesterday, we wouldn't be here right now." He was screwing with me. I appreciated his trickster humor.

Later, he walked with me to a familiar doorway hat went to a familiar place, but instead of reaching for the knob, he grabbed the hinge and opened the door the other way, to another place. The people that live in the obvious need a handle on things, but the dead know better.