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I am a Nature Photographer
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Once again, I wanted a journal entry up that was more than 10 months old. I don't really have anything to say, and I've actually pretty much abandoned my account, I just keep it up because I find it interesting to see how my style and skill has changed since I started this whole photography thing.
*Drving the car at 80 now, I hit a bump and do a barrel roll off the adjacent cliff. Tumbling down for what seems to be hours, I violently come to a stop. With broken bones all over I roll over on my back and watch the sky above me, differing the shapes of clouds into miscellanious objects. Quite abruptly, the ground shakes beneath me and a crack splits the valley into two. From the depths of the crack I hear and feel something coming up from below. It rawred with such vigor, and I immediatly knew who it was... it was Stephany.
*Rising from the dirty untouched earth beneath the earths' plates, Stefanie gradually rose from whence she came. Her mere breath shook the foundations of the now split valley. "Who dares awake me from my slumber!" She snarled. I could feel the vibrations of her voice in my stomach. I replied, "It is me!" But of course she could not hear me because of our enormous size difference. She stood a vast thousand meters tall, with the strenth to crush cities. I heard stories of her as a child, but passed them on as false myth used to scare children. But she was real anough, and was now free from her chambers...
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Surrealists were just nihilists with good imaginations...
Kon and the Chamber of Stefanie
I think it'd do quite well
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Surrealists were just nihilists with good imaginations...
You are no longer my friend.
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Re: Reality shows - "They warp the minds of our children and weaken the resolve of our allies" - Stephen Colbert
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