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French Quarter Dreams – 2002

We pull up to a four-way crossroads. The world turns grey. There is an off-white, dirty shingled house on the edge of the shadows. The car shutters and stops. We get out and walk inside the house to use the bathroom. 

My Chemical Sunset

The following excerpts are from journal entries from the late 1990s-early 2000s. The Mississippi River has 7 undercurrents, each going in a different direction. So if someone fell in, they would be sucked by the currents straight to the bottom of the river. Not to mention the gators, mutated fish

May 7, 2002 – The Dragon Tattoo

The way that I met Eli was he was sitting on the side of the street in the French Quarter, and I walked by him, and I noticed he had the same tattoo as me on his arm. Without thinking, I reached out and grabbed his arm. His reaction was one of the annoyance, to say the least. Until he saw that I was pointing to his arm and simultaneously thrusting my arm in his direction at the same time. We had the same tattoo.

The Flat on Dumaine

The Flat on Dumaine The following excerpts are from journal entries from the late 1990s-early 2000s. Tommy is actually the one that found the flat for us, and it was something from my dreams. There is a one-bedroom townhouse with wood floors, a living room, bathroom, and kitchen with a

A Riddle: The Hotel Incident 

The following excerpts are from journal entries from the late 1990s-early 2000s. The hotel that Eli and I fled to was a beautiful old-fashioned Southern bed and breakfast. The odd thing about it was there didn’t seem to be any other guests staying there outside of us. We saw nobody

Onward & Upward: Fight the Good Fight 

The following excerpts are from journal entries from the late 1990s-early 2000s. I spent the next few days in a psychosis, on the edge of a breakdown.  Jasin was also having his own problems. The house became more disturbed. While he was showering, something shoved him so hard, he fell.

Protected: The Confession: Two Events 

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Not Suitable for Work – Confessions

The sectional excerpt labeled “Confessions” from my journal is Not Suitable for Work. It is password protected. Please send me a password request if you would like to read it. However, be warned it is not to be taken lightly. 

Strange Events

The following excerpts are from journal entries from the late 1990s-early 2000s. It wasn’t long living in that house before things began to go wrong. The Red Door was an omen that I never took heed of until it was too late. Jasin and Eli got along initially, and then

The Nightmare House: Part II (The Graveyard)

“Rise from the ashes and decay. Rise from the prison of your grave. Rise above the standard and the norm. Rise into the eye of the storm.” – KMFDM

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