And we’re done… 2020TOO is now a thing of the past, memories forgotten already, much like many of those that have been and gone before this day, and may will … Continue reading Goodbye To 2020TOO
Tag: Fear It’s Name
Let’s Celebrate 6 years!
Six years ago I had this idea, it was crazy at first, and became even more unhinged as it progressed. For that idea, insanity was born upon a road. This … Continue reading Let’s Celebrate 6 years!
Welcome to 2020TOO
And we are BACK!! What does this mean for you, me and the walls of Jericho? Who knows, but what I do know, is that the world is constantly changing, … Continue reading Welcome to 2020TOO
The Incessant Insanity Of 2020 – Daily Grind
What a year it has already been, surely we are almost into 2021, and some sort of freedom from the disaster 2020 has been, right? I can’t believe that the … Continue reading The Incessant Insanity Of 2020 – Daily Grind
Let’s Make It Something Special 20/20 – Daily Grind
Welcome to 20/20, the concept, not the year. Let me help you understand that statement, with a short explanation. Sometime ago (more than a handful of months I’m sure of … Continue reading Let’s Make It Something Special 20/20 – Daily Grind
Welcome to 2020
Greetings my darkened friends, it is some time since I sat and talked with you about things of the mind’s nature. The time from these shores has been sparse, yet … Continue reading Welcome to 2020
11 (ELEVEN) Stages Of Hell – Daily Grind
Greetings from the darkened shores of my twisted roads, it’s been sometime since we last spoke, how are you? I’m sorry I haven’t called in a while, but I promise … Continue reading 11 (ELEVEN) Stages Of Hell – Daily Grind
A Scribble For The Soul – Short Story
“Sinful discoloration of the darkest corners bleeds life into your images, and in that darkness I see something that leads me to believe the infection that ravages every cell of your body has twisted its way into your mind. If you look at the drawings you happily scribbled when you first joined us here, you can see they consisted of a completely different palate than the one you use now,” he says flicking through the small pile of drawings that sit upon his desk, before looking up at him again. “Tell me what has changed?”
“Nothing’s changed,” he says quickly, his voice void of emotion.
“Then explain to me the change in style and colours?”
“No one wants to be a one trick pony their entire life. I felt it was time to try something different. Challenge myself.”
“There is no challenge being wagered here, there is only disease. Talk to me, I am the only one who can help you harness the energy you wield helplessly and shape it into something wonderful. Something that could heal your broken self.”
“When I came here, it was by self admittance. I know as do you, that I can walk out that door right now and there is nothing you could do to stop me, because fundamentally there is nothing wrong with me. However, I’m happy to hide here away from their prying eyes, so I can buy time until I’m written back into the story. What I don’t want is for you, some second-rate afterthought, to challenge my role. You are nothing in this story, in fact you are less than nothing. You’re an invention to suit a need that will be utilized sooner than you think,” he says as he looks around the room, silhouetted by the light behind him. “Can’t you feel it?” He asks leaning forward in his seat, into the light of the sun. “They’re coming, both of them are and we all don’t stand a chance,” Gareth says with a twisted smile.
Daily Grind – The Roundhead – Definitive Edition
One year ago today, The Roundhead truly began, the fist post of its 7 day story arc still holds the biggest hit my blog ever achieved. Now today, well, more … Continue reading Daily Grind – The Roundhead – Definitive Edition
You Are My Sin, For I Made You In My Image
The smell makes me gag, I know it’s here, waiting for me, we are locked in this endless war, fighting for survival, fighting to control the words of the story, … Continue reading You Are My Sin, For I Made You In My Image
Into The Sand His Blood Did Spill
Endless supplies of the wicked, floods, seas of blood, cries of the innocent, laughter of the guilty, screams of children, lost in the waves, victory, was for the sinners, who … Continue reading Into The Sand His Blood Did Spill
Play A Dream In The Winter
Grace be with me, given by them, the leaders, the followers, the sinners be damned, I ask for nothing, I take nothing in return, I see this world, for the … Continue reading Play A Dream In The Winter
The Burden Of Another In My Mouth
He takes the sin, and drinks it down, sucking the sweetness, of someone else’s burden, a dance, a song, a wicked deed, a cut, to bleed, the son of man, … Continue reading The Burden Of Another In My Mouth
Why Do You See Me?
There is no light, at the end of the tunnel, there is no riches, waiting for me, there is nothing in this pathetic existence, that I see as my salvation, … Continue reading Why Do You See Me?
Don’t Tell Me I Don’t Know
Wild winds blow through the trees, foretelling of something new, or something old, coming for me, and as the days grow cold, as the fires burn hot, I know winter … Continue reading Don’t Tell Me I Don’t Know
Today Is My Nirvana
Why do you call, when you don’t want me around, why do you infect my life, when there is no need for me to be a part of yours, what … Continue reading Today Is My Nirvana
A Sin We Can All Be Part Of
The digital age, the biggest sin, man, monster, beast, we are all one, we are all the same, we hide, we rape, we pillage, we deceive, we sin, we fuck, … Continue reading A Sin We Can All Be Part Of
Life Is So Full Of Questions Unanswered By Others
I asked a question, one that you never answered, you just looked at me, as if I was someone else, someone you didn’t know, and then you were gone, and … Continue reading Life Is So Full Of Questions Unanswered By Others
What Are The Sinners Doing In Hell?
They say salvation come to those who repent their sins, but what of those who wish to pay for all the misdeeds they’ve done, do the sinners pay in fiery … Continue reading What Are The Sinners Doing In Hell?
For Soon The Beast
My days are numbered, I see the signs everywhere, written in your eyes, the darkness clawing for release, the name of the beast, oh so sweet, so sweet, our former … Continue reading For Soon The Beast