Firewalker

I've waled barfoot over the orange embers before. Many times. I recall my adoptive father commenting once that he didn't think I would be around for long after everything went so horribly wrong in 1979. I narrowly escaped death more than once, breaking my neck in one of the close calls. I emerged anyway. It continued throughout the early 80's, with a brutal heartbreak from Pam, arrests and worse. I got married after being trapped into it in 1985, but tried in earnest to make it work. 1986 through 1990 was brutal with me working a full-time job and attending law school at night, during which had a nervous breakdown and started valium. I passed the bar on the first try, so things looked up, although I started experiencing the darkest things imaginable that humans do to each other in my practice. Then, in 1992, it all fell apart. It started knitting back together until I lost control of the devils within who convinced me that I had to prove myself even more. Sex and drugs.

Trudy and her Snapshot

Early nineties. She wanted a divorce. She had nothing good to say about her soon to be ex-husband. "Let me show you something, Paul." She laid on my desk a photgraph of her husband (Not James Ferguson, her second husband) fully naked with an erection. Next to him was a little boy, staring blankly ahead. Looking like he's focusing on something a million miles out. I should have seized the photograph and called the police, but I just didn't think to do that. I was young and not nearly as vigilent then. The resideue consists of deep guilt and the inclusion of that image in my mind. I could have made a difference. I"m so sorry. I deserve this.

diiv skin game

DIIV -Blankenship

TTSSFU- I hope You Die

This ain't about you baby. It's about me.

Cigarette Trees

Shockfactor Studios

DIIV Concert

King Gizzard, et al. - Sleep Drifter

Looks Like What's Happened to Me

Though grotesque, this is the finest image I've ever captured. And it appeared at the perfect time, while I was, and still am, cursed with a thing I still don't quite understand. It is perfectly horrible. I am changed for the worse.

"No more speed, I'm almost there" -- Radar Love by Golden Earring

Gary Nunan - Metal