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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, and the pandemic that has gripped ours lives so vividly by the throat, has created many a new detail to deal with. 2020TOO is not …
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 year, a year where I thought new horizons would be a grand design, has shat itself so terribly. Jobs have tumbled, wealth has nose dived, …
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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 now) I decided that the journey I took 4 years ago to broaden myself within the field of writing wasn’t exactly what I wanted it …
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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 plentiful. I have sailed many seas, and saw many a great thing, but the sea kept shunting me back towards you, my fleshlings. So, as …
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 that is going to change as we progress through February. If you’ve been visiting regularly over the last week (because nothing much else has …
“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 …
“Let’s go back to the beginning, before you saw the two of them on the street. Tell me what happened after you walked out the gate,” says a poorly shaven overweight man with dried mustard in the corner of his mouth. “I-I, I walked out the gate tightly holding Abby’s lead, she gets excited sometimes, …
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 like yesterday by the time this is actually posted. The Roundhead has once again graced October with its presence, this time, in a more complete …
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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, fighting to be the last, my bastard son, how you have grown, wanting more than you ever deserved, wanting all their sins for yourself, so …
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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 took what they crave, the burials were many, as the sickness slowly won, for man strove to be god, but in the end could not …
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 fool that it is, a piece of fiction, a world created by liars, reduced to a pile, of ashes and shit, yet we give, but …
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, the devils bitch, the butchers knife, a word, a whisper, a rhyme tonight, to see, to think, to jump up high, a wish granted, a …
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, only see reflection, mocking back at me, my twisted smile, hides my shame, my broken brow, defecates my mind, sunken in sorrow, lost in this …
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 is coming, but this beast is not, I said its name, I called for it to come, but it was a story, a myth, a …
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 is this feeling, when I cry my tears of blood, how deep can the cuts go, until they are deep enough, you play your game, …
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, we lie, we destroy, to become, something else, something more, something unrecognisable, I used to be someone, who I knew, I was a face in …
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 I was alone, left here in this place, while your blood ran cold, I didn't mean to kill you, but you left me no choice, …
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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 pits, do they relive their hate filled crimes every day? But what if they do not repent, what if they do not regret, what if …
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 destination lost, what once was ours is now not, for it is the beasts, the demonic thing, we fill its quest, we help complete its …
When the darkness came, I was not ready for it, upon finding my cup was not as empty, as I had once thought it to be, I seemed even my sight had deceived me, can you believe my own fucking sight, had been a lie to me, and now I was nothing, I wasn't even …
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