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  • apocalypse

    is it the end? not at all. just the beginning. the beginning of what? move over here and I'll show you. mmm. ok.

  • they see us

    don't move. don't even breathe. what's wrong? look. over there. my god! what is that? I don't know, but it's looking right at us.


  • another lake sunset

    they're comin' in low, sarge. yeah, I see 'em. can't hardly believe it. angels. hundreds of 'em! whatta we do now, sarge? we watch, and feel lucky.
    By honeyj

  • control center

    sir, I am getting some strange transmissions. from where, corporal? just beyond pluto, sir. is it intelligible? it's in bug-speak, sir. but I can read their coordinates. what are they? they're here! on earth! it's an invasion! scramble the fleet, on the d…
    By honeyj

  • casualty

    the fuse is lit. ok, clear everybody out. what about charley? except for him. really? he'll never know what hit him. gee, I hope not. hey. better him than you, right? thanks. you are so comforting. I try.


  • citadel

    my liege, the visigoth hordes surround us. call out the archers. man the parapets. we are doing that, my lord. but they are too many. nonsense. use that oil boiling thingy. pour it on them. yes, lord, we are. but they still surge the walls. well then, cal…
    By honeyj

  • near death


  • illuminati



  • Cool Green Heaven

    I really love you and I mean you the star above you, crystal blue Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... I wouldn't see you and I love to I fly above you, yes I do well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... Floating, bumping, noses dodge a tooth t…
    By Shi*

  • summer of '08

    a kind thanks to Jerry "Ghostbones" Jones for the texture


  • Courtyard at night

    lit by candlelight watching la Luna rise over the sea feeling fur as I rock a symphony of frogs harmonise with aromas of Dama de Noche Summer Solstice F31fd 08VI21 10 & 07 [TE inp]

  • old paint


  • Pure~ Impure

    Where true Love burns Desire is Love's pure flame; It is the reflex of our earthly frame, That takes its meaning from the nobler part, And but translates the language of the heart. - Samuel Taylor Coleridge
    By Shi*


  • streamline cat

    By Rumple

  • the beat goes on...

    the beat goes on, the beat goes on drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain la de da de de, la de da de da


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