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I don't know if this is adorable or horrifying. Adorable: It's a cut teddy bear working diligently. Horrifying: It's a teady bear churning the guts of other teddy bears!

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I took this for the Recordographic Lens Project theme of Vanishing Point, but ended up using another photo instead, as I thought this was similar to photos already uploaded.

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On my way to Alaska

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Sibyl was once a great prophetess of the gods, most favored and loved. When she betrayed the gods and murdered her lover (a god himself) she was sent to the Underworld to spend eternity as a bloodthirsty demon, transformed from her once great beauty to a skinless, sharp-toothed beast.

Here, she looks upward to humanity, pining for her lover. Light snow is falling around her even in the midst of hell to remind her of what she once had.

Drawn on 3.5”x5” Strathmore sketch paper, with colored pencil and black ink.
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Had another play with someone else's brilliant handiwork. This time Christopher Harn.


It's probably way too dark for a cold open, but...

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You pay for the folly of the dead
Born into a pit of old snakes
Writhing and reaching on and on
Tangled, twisting to a choke-hold
Around everything you hope for


What the big men say goes
And the big men say the wrong things
Often, and do worse
While the little women suffer, silent
Unseen as the world watches
With its hands-tied, mouth flapping wildly
With the same righteousness
That fed your future to the wolves


They have their brash opinions
And you have your bleak truth;
A prize-grabber claw
Hovering above your home
Primed to pluck your limbs out
Or steal your mother from her bed
(But the mechanical mouth
Is always hungriest for children)


The political pragmatism
Of elite alliances
Of old boys' clubs
With eyes blinded
By pockets lined
With dollars and pounds
Operate on a plane higher
Than you, little girl
You can't pay for the politican's whores
Or the upkeep of his
summer home in Kensington


Your life is worth less
Than nothing
Your death is an inconvenience

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In the states of Texas and Michigan, the legally blind are allowed to hunt with firearms.


 


But, I mean c'mon...


 


http://governor.state.tx.us/disabilities/resources/recreation/


 


http://www.michigan.gov/dnr/0,4570,7-153-10366_41825_51108-197553--,00.html

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