The Doom Project

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I am yours now, together we are whole.

I will caress your cheek, to wipe away the tears and blood.

I will kiss your eyes, and then pick them from your skull.

I will feel your heartbeat, before I silence it for good.

You are mine now, until the end of time.

 

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What would come to be known as The Doom Project first tickled at my brain cells three years ago. The words came but so did an image, one that I knew I was not capable of making a reality on my own. With that understanding, the few lines of text on a sheet of notebook paper were put in a folder and set aside. Last year I brought the idea up to my friend Kaleigh. To make a very long story short, this is the result of our efforts. Kaleigh created the image, I created the words and the frame.

It’s dark, and perhaps a little unsettling, but I love it. I only wish my photography skills were at a level that I could do it justice here. I want to say I hope you enjoy it, but I know it’s not everyone’s idea of a good time. That’s okay though, this one was for me, and I’m grateful that it has finally become a reality.

 

 

Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: Day 5

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What is talent? Where does it come from?

I’ve been pondering this today because of the picture above. The character’s name is Professor Sparkles, he comes from the show Dr. Dimensionpants. It was drawn freehand by my 8 year old son.

Now, I don’t want to be one of those parents that see’s genius in their own child where it clearly isn’t. This isn’t a “mine is bigger than yours” contest. In my experience though this is well beyond the work I’ve seen from his peers. Sure he draws a lot, but so does every other kid I know. He picks up things though, like perspective for instance, seemingly on his own. Which brings me back to my original point.

I believe in most instances, given enough passion and persistence, talent can be learned. If you dedicate yourself to one thing, all day every day, you’re probably going to get really good at it. Now this can’t be 100% true of course. I see people all the time with more ego than talent. But I guess that is likely part of the problem.

There are some where it seems natural, effortless. Often though there is an intense amount of work and dedication behind it that we don’t see. But what if? What if some of us really just have a natural talent? What if a small percentage of us really are “chosen”?

I don’t have any answers. I only know to encourage it when I see it, wherever it comes from.

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I wanted to take this opportunity to once again thank Ann Edall-Robson for nominating me to finish this challenge.  I’ve been having a hard time finding the time to write lately but this really got me back into it, even if they were short pieces.  I’ll be back to the regular scheduled weirdness next week. 

Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: Day 3

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The dark clouds have drifted away and the sun once again warms the patchy garden. Signs of life begin to emerge from all directions.

The two large newcomers have heard about this place. Word gets around quickly when a welcoming spot is found. The young family around the corner was just put in a fancy new house after being unexpectedly evicted from the abandoned mouse den that had been their home for the last two seasons.

The newcomers continue with their work as a group of spectators surround them. Respect is shown for the newcomers and the work they do. There is no interruption, only intense observation as the small miracle of sustainment and procreation play out in one small act.

When they have had their fill, the newcomers move on, searching for the next inviting spot to. And so the day goes. The sun shines. The cycle continues.

Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: Day 2

The end is near.

It’s closer than I thought.

The sun is setting as a breeze kicks up from the east.

I lay on the ground watching the heavens above shift and change.

Clouds streak the sky, like dragons chasing the horizon.

My body aches.

I’m so numb there is no room for emotion.

I thought I had so much more to do.

But I was wrong.

The roof is finally done!

I can see the end.

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Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: Day 1

I was nominated for the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge by Ann Edall-Robson.  Here are the rules, and a link to Ann’s blog post proving that it’s true!

The rules of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge are:
1) Post a photo each day for five consecutive days.
2) Attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction, non-fiction, poetry, or a short paragraph. It’s entirely up to the individual.
3) Nominate another blogger to carry on the challenge. Your nominee is free to accept or decline the invitation. This is fun, not a command performance!  (Since I don’t know any other bloggers well enough to nominate, if you would like to play along please post your intentions in the comments!)

http://www.annedallrobson.com/day-two–cattail-down/day-two-cattail-down

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I miss being whole.  I miss being free.  I’ve been hiding for too long.  Not that it was my choice.  Every now and then I get a small touch, the intention of something more.  But still I am here.  Waiting.