This is my dwarf hamster.

I’m feeling this overwhelming urge to go camping and to become more aquatinted with nature lately. A pull that I’ve always had, it’s just really tugging on me recently.

I was going through my old DV tapes the other day to find some empty space and I found this instead: Some old clips from some kind of really weird short film my brother and I were making a couple of years ago. I'm not sure of the premise now, but you can enjoy this random bunch of clips. Its pretty weird. And funny.

A few of my photos were just featured on filmisgod.tumblr.com. Check it out if you'd like.

"You wake up in an elevator. You don't know how you got there.

As you come to your senses the elevator reaches it's destination; the doors open. Before you is a bridge laying in complete nothing. You cross it. On the other side is a door, which you open and enter. Inside is complete dead space, nothing but white oblivion every where you look. The door is no longer there, so you can not leave. Before you now is a Great Lion. The size of it can not be describe. Behind the Great Lion's mane are eight Octopus tentacles stretched out. It look into your eyes, and you know it knows all of your secrets.

You wake up."

-Lion/Octopus Dream #1-

ONE OF MY FAVORITE PEOPLE.

"I look into her eyes, and she's got that look... you know the kind of look where you can tell she's got something to say but she's just not a strong enough person to just say how she feels. Most people aren't. I'm not. But I never thought she was. I can almost see the lump slowly forming in her delicate throat. The kind that keeps you from speaking. It's like a flood waiting to emerge from her irritated, puffy eyes. A beautiful flood. And I know she loves me, sometimes I question how I would ever produce such terrible thoughts in my head;

'though it's bad, it's not as bad as I thought'

I think to my self as she struggles to tell me what's been going on. And in a painful yet relieving sigh I tell her it's OK. I guess things aren't always what they seem... It's like crayons, how you always look at the wrapper on the crayon to see what color it is, but when you use it on the paper it's never the same color; it's always slightly different, drastically even.

Yes, people and time are like crayons, the wrapper is never the same color as the crayon."

LIFE WOULD BE MUCH EASIER//IF I WERE MORE ARTICULATE.

[THIS SHOULD BE PLAYED AT HIGH VOLUME]

LUPPY//LUPPY

|SUNSHINE|

Thoughts On Love And Hate

Hatred. Hate is something so near and dear to your culture, some thing much to difficult to let go.

Its not like Love, Love is an emotion of change and offers hope for a future.

But Hatred , it offers consistency, a straight forward, unforgiving road. Its easy. It lives currently, it looks good now.

Its power.

The world isn't run by politics or people who sit behind desks, the world is run by violence, which, in this form, is hatred. Its a sort of "Who's got the bigger stick?" kind of science, almost a "Who's got the money, who's got the drugs?" kind of equality.

Our view of "Equal" has become so skewed by fear and lust that the only thing anyone can find in common anymore is the fact that we're all dying. Just brother hating brother. Pure, unjust, hate.

Could you even picture a world of everybody loving everybody?
Can you see it?
Can you hear it?
Do you know what they would call that?
Even. Fair. Justice.
We would all see each other, we would find we have much more in common.

We're all alive.
None of us are perfect.
And we all need to be saved.

OLD

This is a really old picture that I meant to upload FOREVER ago.

This Is Tenea.

Redemption

After the storm.

It's Been A While

this is why.

Bitter Sweet

Drifter Dog

Assoooorrteddphotos

The Best Friend

An attempt to photograph the sunset

Angry Ladies

Joy

Das All You Back Der?

UFO

The Fall Of Rome

Light Bulb

PRK

Sweet Beach Shot

Spring Break Days 6-9: Camping

My Pink Pillow

Lyrics

Please do not feed the wild life restrooms.

sun

sun again

float

marc is ripped

Kissy face

Laughing

Sorry the pictures of this years camping trip aren't nearly as good as last years. I was very distracted.

Spring Break Day 3: He Is Risen

Easter was good. Went to sun rise service. Went to breakfast with Dom and my dad. Went to regular service, music was good. Tenea and Marc came over, and so did basically ALL of my family. So like a hundred thousand people in my house.

Im so thankful for everyone in my life.

Post Sunrise Service

Funny Breakfast

A pretty girl

webcam #1

webcam #2

webcam #3

webcam #4

webcam #5

Spring Break Day 2: Fair Times

I sort of forgot I owned a camera on the first day of spring break, but I went to the beach and went shopping with friends.

But this is day two.

Fair Food

How Strong Are You?

Ride this ride if you want to know what its like to get in a horrible car wreck.

Wheel Fade.

Closer shot.

Anti Gravity Machine

My Love lost her face.

Tilt-shifting it above it all.

Least favorite.