Black Diamond Cemetery
Black Diamond, Washington Photographer Unknown
I’ve been to most of these places, so in one way or another they’ve either ended up in my stories or poems.
I keep thinking that one day I’ll go back and do some videos and photograph these places myself. But sometimes those memories, which are a little cloudy and faded are very inspirational in themselves.
Until then, here are some clips for you to look through:
Lester, Washington
Photographer Unknown
RDP Tuesday: DERMATOME
There are stories, some people say, that are so scary that when you hear them or tell them you can feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, your flesh feels like it’s crawling over the bones in your hands, up your arms to your shoulders up to the back of your skull in an effort, I suppose, to get away from the terror that your ears took in and sent to your brain.
But that’s just a bunch of bull puckey, though the idea of your skin leaping off your bones in order to save itself is an interesting image to carry around, however, what you’re probably feeling are the ghosts and demons- like the ones temporarily trapped in these Urban Legends- who usually introduce themselves by a touch to your hand, your shoulder,
your neck.
All you have to do to free them and meet them- is tell their story.
There are three videos here with 10 ways each to help them
out.
You’re Welcome
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