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warmonger62
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- Graytown, Cougarsville
- Australia
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- Please, please, please read my blog... I have started writing to go along with my CG Digital Art, but this is Chapter 1. of my novel...
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I broke my back in 1986, had 7 operations on it, mixed in with a LOT of (mostly legal) drugs!!! All I have left is 1" of Titanium thread that is Way too near the spinal cord (0.3mm) to ever get back out.
I have always been strange, and NEVER grown up, and I'm DAMN proud of it!
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- http://www.potts.net.au/andrew
- How does STRANGE apply to YOU? And WHY?
- STRANGE, to me is... My Computer Art, Me, & My Photography...
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My photo is in the dictionary, listed under STRANGE. Life is but a series of events, that are beyond the ordinary comprehension. Fortunately, I have the most warped imagination of anyone I know!! I'm closer to 50 than 40, but fortunately, my brain stopped at 27. The unexplained does not need explaining. It just is. Life is strange. People's perceptions are strange. My own world is populated with a veritable host of fairies, pixies, elves, dark elves, gnomes, goblins, orcs, ogres, wizards and witches (both black and white), dragons, public servants, demons, devils, politicians, mass-murderers, assassins, drug-addicts, psychopath's, television watchers, right the way through the gamut to the most God-awful, foul, disgusting being anybody could imagine. And they all have names and personalities.
- Stuff I Like..(you can use this space for anything...widgets, video, pics)
- Reading Dean Koontz, & Stephen King novels. Going to the movies is REALLY boring, 'cos I allow my imagination to really run riot as I read. A film, on the other hand is but one person's point of view.
The Evil Gremlin
This one is called:
A Sea of Tranquility.
Hi, got another CG Picture for you... Was feeling a little StRaNgE. so I started creating...
This is a photo that got a bit of a "digital" work-over. I call it Fangs 'n Clause. I hope you like it as much as I do....
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Ho, Ho, Fuckin' Ho...
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Depression & It's Side Effects
Why do we suffer from depression??? It IS a clinically-diagnosed and recognised disease, yet there are very few prescription drugs that deal with depression. Most of the drugs that are prescribed do not work for depression, and those that do, only seem to mask the mental side-effects.
Why is it that you can be happy with work, be in a happy stable relationship, have a great relationship/friendship between y… Continue
Posted on January 15, 2009 at 7:39am — 4 Comments
To My Father... R.I.P. 07-Sep-1979
Dad,
You died, without me grieving,
You left; I missed your leaving,
Now you’re gone and the pain won’t go away.
You weren’t there when I needed you...
I didn’t care to see my life through,
I just wanted your demise to be delayed.
We were just Dad and… Continue
Posted on January 6, 2009 at 11:00pm —
The Lost Art of Cloud-Gazing
Posted on December 28, 2008 at 7:00pm — 2 Comments
The Convoluted Ramblings of a Drug-Fucked Mind
I look at life objectively, just stare it in the face,
Looking at the rat-race of the human population,
Working 9 -5 which helps to cause massive pollution.
Noisy trams, and rattling trains, diesel belching busses,
Every time I pause to look, the rat-race onward rushes,
Road rage, passenger rage, violence and abuse,
Dick heads running red lights ,and all to what good use?
Stress is running rampant through my hallucinogenic mind,
To me,… Continue
Posted on December 28, 2008 at 6:57pm — 3 Comments
The Sociopathic-Pathalogical-Psyco...
Chapter 1.
An Unusual Start
Walking through the centre of the town park late one night, I was listening for the town bell chimes, when I overheard the sounds of raised voice. It was obviously a very heated argument between a male, and his shrill-voiced girlfriend. Approaching the northern car-park, I saw the lights of a vehicle being repeatedly flicked… Continue
Posted on December 1, 2008 at 8:30pm — 8 Comments
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No one ever sees the real me
For I wear different masks
To hide this pain on my soul
Not revealing my true face
My smile hides tears of my eyes
Because I am haunted by my past
Finding I can never let it go
And put away all of my demons
My friends keep me feeling strong
Keep me feeling strong at times
Giving me the quest for having hope
I know that they will be there
But I still feel isolated and alone
Scared to show just who I am
Allow that glimmer of myself free
Because of the fear of being hurt
I will never change this soul, this heart
Loved ones of the past, shaped this man
But they are gone, their memories live on
I can feel their spirits touch me in the dark
I thought I could cope, I could forget
But the darkness of my mind comes creeping
And I feel myself still burning in the pits of Hell
I can still feel the agony of those blistering flames
The nightmares, they never leave me for long
Their cold touch still visits my soul
So I hide away and put on another mask
And pretend again, that nothing is really wrong
Because of this, I push away from the love
Because past love only pushed me away
With these scars I am forced to carry
Some I loved rubbed salt into my wounds
Nobody tries to know the man left inside
As he shares his thoughts with his words
Hiding in the fantasy of stories yet untold
Because in this secret word I feel safe
This is the world I share with you now
With so many poems and stories still to tell
Without them, I fear I would be nothing
You bless me when you come visiting to read
So I thank you more than you will ever know
You are the candle light in my darkness
And I continue to write just for your eyes
You bring the best out of this hiding man
copyright Chris Smith 10th November 2009
HOPE YOU AVE A STRANGELY WICKED WEEKENDBLOODY KISSES N BITES
XO
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