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Mechanical Centipede

Have you ever woken up, and in a groggy, clouded state of mind had the slightest thought that it might be an incredibly fun experience to set up camp between rusted relics atop a ground coated in glass shards, surrounded by 80,000 spiders risen from hell, sizing closely to the width of your palm from leg to leg, and swarms of bees so loud you’d think Skrillex was lost in a frenzy, trying to escape through the brush of a forest? 871 more words


Some pictures from over the years


Today I will post some pictures I took the past years.

I hope you will enjoy it.

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Day 10: Friday, 13 Feb 2015 (Budapest)

It was the nicest weather it’d been since I’d been in Hungary. Our plan for the day was to check out Istvántelki Főműhely, an old abandoned train workshop which opened in the early 1900s. 1,105 more words

Journal Entries

Photography 101: Double

What’s behing door number 2?

…of a feather

Strike a pose

The gap between us

Lift together


Tombstone Tourism

Taphophile is the technical term for someone who has an appreciation for graveyards, and I consider myself something of a taphophile.

On the surface it perhaps seems a somewhat macabre hobby, but it’s often the story of the person buried there that I find more interesting than anything, and visiting their grave is just an interesting way to remember them. 378 more words


I Never Thought I'd Be So Terrified Investigating A Graveyard Until Tonight

Not many people know this, but there was once a state asylum about a five-minute drive from my house. The generically-named Illinois State Training School For Girls sat nestled in the woods halfway between Batavia and Geneva. 4,701 more words


the dark night brings clouds that hang over my head following down the path or perhaps guiding me as I walk

a delightful spring evening rain falling on me not much of a chill in the air a perfect night to go out on a hunt… 295 more words

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