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		<title>Tree Problems</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 07:00:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[By:Jason Little and his problems were like trees, they grew out of his back and put so much weight on his spine that scoliosis would&#8217;ve been a walk in the park&#8230; and the colors were muted&#8230;.. the blacks were specifically dark, like shadows that were jealous of black holes, he embraced the darkness, and found [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By:Jason Little</p>
<p>and his problems were like trees, they grew out of his back and put so much weight on his spine that scoliosis would&#8217;ve been a walk in the park&#8230;<br />
and the colors were muted&#8230;.. the blacks were specifically dark, like shadows that were jealous of black holes, he embraced the darkness, and found sound in his soul&#8230;</p>
<p>The other senses grew stronger in the absence of sight, and he started at the root of his problems and clawed his way to the top&#8230;&#8230;grew wings and took flight&#8230;<br />
That&#8217;s what I call turning a negative into a positive, took a chainsaw to the trees&#8230;&#8230;and held the problems hostage&#8230;..</p>
<p>NO ONE LOOK AT ME AND JUST PUT THE SOLUTIONS IN THE BAG</p>
<p>everyone cooperate and I&#8217;ll use word problems and basic math&#8230;</p>
<p>now the trees grew leaves and accented his future&#8230; with remnants of his past&#8230;</p>
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		<title>The Airplanes Spoke</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 08:21:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Darklie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[She loved making paper airplanes with me. Now, these folded letters of childhood angst and admiration serving as the remnants of a memory I&#8217;m so painfully left with. She resides in every drop of ink in these letters. Breathing in the fibers, Staining the paper with her thoughts. 15 years. For 15 years, I&#8217;ve written [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She loved making paper airplanes with me. Now, these folded letters of childhood angst and admiration serving as the remnants of a memory I&#8217;m so painfully left with.<br />
She resides in every drop of ink in these letters. Breathing in the fibers, Staining the paper with her thoughts. 15 years. For 15<br />
years, I&#8217;ve written her letters. They have no address, other then my own psyche. An intangible scar, placed directly over<br />
my chest. The smell of jet fuel taunting my nostrils. Screams. Air masks. It&#8217;s always the same dream. It&#8217;s like I&#8217;m there with her.<br />
I go to sleep, and my psyche reinvents the nightmare. So real I can feel the textured fabric on my seat below as I&#8217;m yanked into<br />
the night sky. The Moon always bigger then it ever could be without destroying the Earth. A huge glowing ball in the sky. Cold air rushes<br />
around my body, consuming it inch by inch&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;and then&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;calm&#8230;&#8230;a strange calm comes over me. As I plummet to Earth<br />
safely buckled into my decapitated seat I notice a silhouette of birds passing in front of the huge aura that is the moon. Everything<br />
slows, time is now at a frame by frame. I don&#8217;t count, but I know there&#8217;s 15 birds&#8230;&#8230;except&#8230;..they<wbr>&#8216;re not birds&#8230;..no&#8230;.they&#8217;re<br />
aeroplanes&#8230;.15 of them. Next year, it will be 16.</p>
<p>Right before I hit the ground, everything rewinds&#8230;.except this time, reality. I never get on the plane, I kiss her beautiful cheek and slowly slide<br />
to her lips. Our lips hug each others perfectly, intermingled in a moment of affection distilled in time. I pull back and stare at her the way<br />
I always do, not just look at her, but inside her. Inside her very being, connected at a level much deeper then any puppy love could ever fathom.<br />
As I&#8217;m lost in the moment, she breaks the silence&#8230;&#8230;the moment crumbles away and her serene voice says &#8220;Promise me you&#8217;ll write me&#8230;.. until I get<br />
back&#8230;..when I get back I&#8217;ll have something to read, whatever you want.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;I Promise, my Love.&#8221;</wbr></p>
<p>The full Version of this pic can be seen in the picture section under conceptual, thank you for reading as always, and for being alive to do so, because if you were dead not only could you not read it&#8230;..but you&#8217;d also be dead. And that would suck, so Thanks.</p>
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		<title>2013</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 08:40:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Darklie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lots has changed in the past year or so. I&#8217;d love to state whether they are for the better or worse but in all honesty I don&#8217;t really know. I&#8217;ve grown extremely tired of Las Vegas. Mainly of the desolate landscape around me that&#8217;s void of any culture other then partying and designing the next [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lots has changed in the past year or so. I&#8217;d love to state whether they are for the better or worse but in all honesty I don&#8217;t really know. I&#8217;ve grown extremely tired of Las Vegas. Mainly of the desolate landscape around me that&#8217;s void of any culture other then partying and designing the next amazing place to blow all of your hard earned worthless paper. I know all I really want to do is create. Artwork, pictures, shorts. Whatever the case, I want to do it and do it to and extent where I&#8217;m able to support myself. That has proven to be more difficult then I would like it to be. However, I can&#8217;t quit. I&#8217;ll never be able to quit. I feel as though I&#8217;ve soaked up so much that this city has to offer in terms of my artistic eye. I&#8217;m much happier in cities with culture and rain, and clouds. Clouds are like a party in the sky, they add emotion to an otherwise boring palette.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve been considering a project I deem as &#8220;Lost America&#8221;, as an actual possibility at the end of this year simply because I feel like I really need to just go after something that I&#8217;ve always wanted to do and see what happens. Whether I fail miserably, succeed or die in the process it seems to strike me as something that is absolutely necessary. But we shall see.</p>
<p>In other news, I&#8217;m tired and have work in the morning.  To be continued&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>I Miss you &#8211; Horror Short</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2012 01:08:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Darklie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been a minute since I came here to my virtual journal to share my thoughts with the world out there. I suppose I&#8217;ve been stingy with my time, or wastefully misplacing it. Neither here nor there though, because what matters is, I&#8217;m here now and a lot has changed. This coming up May 31st [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s been a minute since I came here to my virtual journal to share my thoughts with the world out there. I suppose I&#8217;ve been stingy with my time, or wastefully misplacing it. Neither here nor there though, because what matters is, I&#8217;m here now and a lot has changed.</p>
<p>This coming up May 31st I will be doing an art exhibition at 1 Crazy Happy Hour, at the Artisan hotel, as well as a dance showcase, so come check that out or I will delete you from existence. I&#8217;m excited an preparing some art now to showcase as well as sell to anyone who is interested. The dance showcase, well, I&#8217;m going to get down&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;trust.</p>
<p>Onto other aspects of life, I&#8217;ve quit drinking minus a beer or so, just because I don&#8217;t see anything wrong with a beer here and there, or a glass of wine at night. Recent events have shown that while under the influence I really am not myself, and I don&#8217;t like not being myself, as it is what I have been for the last 29 years and being not myself feels strangely awkward .</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve also, relearned a life lesson which really we are all aware of, but sometimes we need a friendly reminder of. Never misplace your time in investments that are not logically sound. I know this is easier said then done sometimes, but I have always been rather good at this. I suppose even the best have their moments of mishaps. Being Gullible has never been a characteristic of mine, but I suppose sometimes we trick ourselves into the scenario we want to play out, rather then accepting the scenario at face value. When this happens, politely slap yourself in the face, turn three times, arm wave down, and tell yourself to stop being a fucktard. Trust me, it does wonders.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll be uploading some new work here shortly and planning on some new creative shoots. So, stay tuned, and as always, keep me in mind for any projects, jobs, or bank heists you may have planned.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>-One</p>
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<p>and if you&#8217;re curious of what I&#8217;ve been up to recently in the video department, still improving an trying to get better is whats been happening. Here&#8217;s a recent Horror/Dance video&#8230;&#8230;.Enjoy.</p>
<p><iframe width="500" height="281" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kxY3MyM0TLI?fs=1&#038;feature=oembed" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></p>
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		<title>Goodbye 2011, Hello 2012</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 03:25:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Darklie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I suppose while most people get dressed, drink, and prepare to bring in the New Year, I am here, on my website writing what will be the last blog of 2011. While dealing with massive crowds of drunks, road blocks, lines, traffic, and girls walking around barefoot in places where diseases would probably curl a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I suppose while most people get dressed, drink, and prepare to bring in the New Year, I am here, on my website writing what will be the last blog of 2011. While dealing with massive crowds of drunks, road blocks, lines, traffic, and girls walking around barefoot in places where diseases would probably curl a lip up at sounds incredible, I think I&#8217;d rather stay home an be productive. Lame, I know, I suppose my old age is catching up to me, and here I thought I was a decent runner.</p>
<p>Instead of recapping on last year, I&#8217;ll change things up a bit an write would I would like to see in 2012.</p>
<p>1.I&#8217;m 28, either my super powers are taking forever to develop, or I don&#8217;t have any. The latter of that statement depresses me beyond belief. If I&#8217;m not suppose to fly around saving shit like cats, chicks, children, girls, cities, women, scientists, an did I mention ladies? Then wtf am I suppose to be doing? So, 2012, help me to reveal my inner super powers, whether it&#8217;s flying, telepathy, or just looking beautiful my whole life, could we speed up revealing it, thanks.</p>
<p>2.Augmented Reality: I&#8217;m not talking about like &#8220;Hey, put this visor on an check out this 3d world that looks ya know, pretty cool considering current technology standards.&#8221;. no, I want a full on Matrix type situation. Damn, right. If I want to fly down to a city street, grab some gorgeous broad an fly her to the top of the empire state building an give her the best 10 seconds, I mean, 3 hours of her life, then i should be able to in my own virtual world. If, I want to turn into iceman an build a ice bridge up into the sky an make an ice fortress full of dope ass snowboarding ramps an what not, I SHOULD BE ABLE TOO!!!! It&#8217;s 2012, lets&#8230;&#8230;.go&#8230;..</p>
<p>3. Full course meals in pills. Yeah, I said it. I want it. i want everything a healthy breakfast gives me in pill form. I don&#8217;t have time, nor do the rest of us to leave facebook long enough to make eggs, toast, and waffles. The only time we should be sitting down to waste our precious time eating is&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.yeah, just what i thought, never.</p>
<p>4.Lucid Dream MAchine&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..If I can&#8217;t have Augmented Reality, then I&#8217;ll take a legit machine that let&#8217;s me dream an control them&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;that way I can be doing all that bad ass stuff I previously mentioned while I catch my ZzZZzZZzZs. It&#8217;s really a no brainer.</p>
<p>5. Wooly Mammoth: They been saying it forever &#8220;We&#8217;re totally bringing back the Wooly Mammoth&#8221;. Yeah, we got it China, your using elephant mothers as hosts to Mammoth dna you have found, sounds awesome&#8230;maybe take a break from becoming an economic empire an make it happen.</p>
<p>6.Holographic Messages: Bill Gates, stop being a pussy an create a phone that allows the sending of 3D holographic messaging. I don&#8217;t care about your current accomplishments, you know why? Because that is in the past, an right now 2012 is the future, an the future is suppose to have cool shit like this. So, do us a favor an don&#8217;t just push the envelope, redesign it an make it self aware so it can push itself.</p>
<p>7.Population cap: that&#8217;s right, America needs it, you have to register to have a kid, and you only get one, if you don&#8217;t then your ass is going to the clinic. I don&#8217;t care about your religious beliefs. the world can only hold so many people, and right now there are to many retards popping kid after kid out just because they can an they are idiots.</p>
<p>8.For the cop that gave me my DUI to quit before my court date. Suck it queer.</p>
<p>Well I could probably go with this list forever,  but these were some of the first things that came to my mind. Feel free to add to the list in the comments section.</p>
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		<title>The Gingerbread House</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 12:25:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Darklie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The house that I can&#8217;t seem to throw away, or to eat&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;We all, make mistakes. However, our mistakes do not define us as individuals, they help create the final product. Whether good or bad, we are all constantly creating ourselves, writing our ups an downs, building our ginger sweet walls and our roofs, and decorating [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The house that I can&#8217;t seem to throw away, or to eat&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;We all, make mistakes. However, our mistakes do not define us as individuals, they help create the final product. Whether good or bad, we are all constantly creating ourselves, writing our ups an downs, building our ginger sweet walls and our roofs, and decorating our exterior with our past experiences. So, wear your chocolate covered regrets, and your peppermint striped mistakes proudly, because in the end, all you have is the journey you&#8217;ve been on and you need to be happy with the adventure&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..for everyone who ever wronged me&#8230;&#8230;.I forgive you, I love you, and I&#8217;m sorry for whatever silly mistakes or revenges I held against you.</p>
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		<title>Cerebration</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 13:27:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Darklie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Or in other words: The thinking of the brain. Our brain is always thinking, working, considering, problem solving. If you stop an actually THINK about it, everyday something amazing happens right inside of our heads. As complex as we are though, it&#8217;s very simple to bring that process to a grinding halt. It&#8217;s also very [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Or in other words: The thinking of the brain. Our brain is always thinking, working, considering, problem solving. If you stop an actually THINK about it, everyday something amazing happens right inside of our heads. As complex as we are though, it&#8217;s very simple to bring that process to a grinding halt. It&#8217;s also very simple to distract us from enjoying what is right in front of our faces. Emotions sometimes get the better of us, whether your feeling a little self conscience about your self, or something you did, or if your feelings for someone are blinding you to things you should be seeing it&#8217;s very easy for the intricate process of thinking to be bombarded with a monkey wrench. I mean figuratively speaking of course, an actual monkey wrench to the head is in no ones best interest, unless you&#8217;re a robot, in which case you&#8217;re awesome.</p>
<p>Interruption can be good though, sometimes you need a break from the norm. Sometimes you have to change your plans to absolutely no plans and do something spontaneous. Living in Las Vegas, it&#8217;s easy to fall into a routine of clubbing, drinking, complaining, and repeating while never doing anything about it. People will forget their passions, their dreams, an their ability to grow and learn. This is why interrupting that is necessary, sometimes your brain needs a good gear reworking to remind you of what life is about. To remind you that experiences, challenges an new passions await you around every corner.</p>
<p>I remember when I was a kid, I was rather imaginative. I was obsessed with movies, cinematography, and acting. It gave people a chance to escape into other worlds, other lives, other times. I can remember running through our woods, an bushes thinking of different scenarios and acting them out, entertaining myself. This is why it&#8217;s important to have &#8220;you&#8221; time. My imagination still runs rampant, whether I&#8217;m at Red Rock imagining an alien invasion or pulling off the side of the road to explore something that looks good for photography, or getting lost in a song while dancing&#8230;. I&#8217;m constantly exercising my brain an making the most out of my situation. When I&#8217;m not, or I catch myself in a down time of thinking, uninspired, or just lazy, is when I snap out of it and remind myself that there is more to life then what everyone would have you believe.</p>
<p>So, do yourself a favor, an learn something new!! Perhaps an instrument, start dancing, take a class, rock climb, snowboard, go skating, go night hiking, buy some books, draw, write, EXPRESS. Break that cycle of monotony, slowly get your gears moving in a different direction an remember that we only get one life and using our brains will help us to get the most out of it.</p>
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		<title>Masquerades of the Strange</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 14:56:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Darklie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I, suppose, I&#8217;ve always had an obsession with Masquerade masks. Not to long ago, I took a picture one morning with one on and just this year after re-seeing it it made me want to do a whole set with people in Masquerade masks. I, however, did not want it to feel like,oh it&#8217;s a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I, suppose, I&#8217;ve always had an obsession with Masquerade masks. Not to long ago, I took a picture one morning with one on and just this year after re-seeing it it made me want to do a whole set with people in Masquerade masks. I, however, did not want it to feel like,oh it&#8217;s a chick wearing a mask. I, want the photo an mask to represent that character of mask, or represent that character in the world that I had somewhat envisioned.</p>
<p>I guess I somewhat saw all these masked people; naked, half naked, clothing torn etc. in defeated, strange, or vulnerable positions. The Weeknd had a huge effect on this outcome. Listening to &#8220;The Birds part 2&#8243;, breathed a drug induced Masquerade party to life. Think Fear an Loathing in Las Vegas, but a Masquerade party. You see no ones face, music, drugs, sexual tension, only glimpses and obscure visions/images are identifiable.  What&#8217;s the aftermath of that party? Imagine leaving an becoming that mask, the mask is no long a mask but a representation of who you are when you put the mask on. Everyone likes to use the mask metaphor of &#8220;Just be yourself&#8221; but when you get people in a place that encourages you to let out your most primal urges an needs, are you still wearing the mask? Or is the mask wearing you?</p>
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		<title>Structures of Discovery</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 10:16:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Darklie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Cosmicism, The philosophy of cosmicism states that there is no recognizable divine presence, such as God, in the universe, and that humans are particularly insignificant in the larger scheme of intergalactic existence, and perhaps are just a small species projecting their own mental idolatries onto the vast cosmos, ever susceptible to being wiped from existence at [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cosmicism, The philosophy of cosmicism states that there is no recognizable divine presence, such as God, in the universe, and that humans are particularly insignificant in the larger scheme of intergalactic existence, and perhaps are just a small species projecting their own mental idolatries onto the vast cosmos, ever susceptible to being wiped from existence at any moment. This also suggested that the majority of undiscerning humanity are creatures with the same significance as insects in a much greater struggle between greater forces which, due to humanity&#8217;s small, visionless and unimportant nature, it does not recognize.</p>
<p>Pretty Pessimistic outlook eh? Like, oh, you have a flat tire, sorry to hear that&#8230;..somewhere a black hole just swallowed an entire galaxy, not even light escaped, but I get it, your tires flat an your pissed. It&#8217;s quite a negative way to look at things, an for awhile, being an Atheist, I to viewed an still view things very similar to what Cosmicism states. I lost myself in a Pessimistic nature for some time&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.</p>
<p>There were times, when I would feel small, insignificant in my existence. Just being around big structures or taking a step back an realizing how big the Universe is, an all the things happening in that galaxy, the fact that they made my White Mocha without whole milk, seems downright ridiculous and absurd. Sometimes, you see things on a grander scale, when your atop a mountain that you just scaled, or at the top of a building overlooking a huge bustling city, you feel this peace, this calm come over you like, because you realize how huge an vast the world is. You look over a city an can imagine how many people are on phone calls, having trouble, trying not to cry, going through a breakup, and in that moment of smallness, you&#8217;ll see something in yourself. There are so many connections to be made, things to discover, so much beauty to witness. All you have to do, is make the effort to see that. Stop worrying on whether or not you&#8217;ll get those new pair of gucci&#8217;s, or if your up to current beauty standards according to some stuck up nobody in Vogue magazine, stop worrying about EVERYTHING, climb to the highest spot you know of, take a deep breath, an just take it all in.</p>
<p>Have a moment with yourself, reflect on you. Get out of your house, and where your comfortable, an go where you aren&#8217;t comfortable, get lost. Get lost in the amazing world around you, and in those moments of losing yourself, and realizing how small you an your problems really are, enjoy finding yourself all over again. Sometimes we lose sight of what should be important to us, an by losing it all, we&#8217;ll see what we will miss the most.</p>
<p>For me, it&#8217;s definitely YooHoo, in a can. The bottles can take a hike&#8230;&#8230;&#8230; <img src='http://jasonlittlephotography.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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<p>This picture represents that moment, that moment of realizing something about yourself, as you glance out into the great unknown&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, after months of me waking up an not working on this website, I finally got my shit together (aka Wet Republic closed for Winter) and finished the site. Sort of, hahaha. I&#8217;m still uploading work, which is criminally tedious, my ADD does not sit well with resizing, uploading, repeat. All in all though, the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, after months of me waking up an not working on this website, I finally got my shit together (aka Wet Republic closed for Winter) and finished the site. Sort of, hahaha. I&#8217;m still uploading work, which is criminally tedious, my ADD does not sit well with resizing, uploading, repeat. All in all though, the site is up and it&#8217;s going to be amazing&#8230;so deal with it.</p>
<p>In other news, it is Halloween time again. I, usually, am something horrific and I&#8217;m not a fan of the people who take Halloween as a time to dress up as Pinnochio or something else that has nothing to do with the meaning of Halloween. I get it, your a super cute sexy nurse, original. I&#8217;m not saying it&#8217;s not hot, and I do know an extremely sexy Mouse this year, I would just rather see bloody hot chicks, then just hot chicks. However, since I&#8217;ve spent 27 years being horrific creations, I decided to go as everyones favorite wall crawler this year, SPIDERMAN. I fight crime, I make all the girls swoon, and I&#8217;m pretty sure a group of Japanese people the other night really thought I was Spiderman, either that or Godzilla was somewhere that I didnt see. So if you see me out, and I&#8217;m not kicking Green Goblins ass all over a casino, feel free to come up an say hi.</p>
<p>I also, will be doing my horror shoots, though out winter. I usually use Halloween as an excuse to make girls, take the featured image for example, an turn them into bloody horrific things. However, I like to keep the sex appeal =) , and anyone who says The Terror up above isn&#8217;t sexy, is mentally retarded. Being behind schedule, I will continue the horror&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..so make sure you lock your doors at night. -.-</p>
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