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Monthly Archives: January 2012
Please, not another post about the end of the world!
Yes, I know, I know, move on George! If it comes it comes but last year the end of the world was predicted and it was all over the news if anybody remembers: (from Wikapedia) The 2011 end times prediction … Continue reading
“A Mask of Myself” the Rotten Tomato Interview
Interviewer: So are you comfortable? N.Dusk: What? What? With my life? In this chair? Is this the first question? What? Interviewer: In that chair. N.Dusk: Oh, yeah sure. That light is kinda in my eyes. Interviewer: Oh sure sorry. There … Continue reading
Posted in Self Portrait
Tagged A Mask Of Myself, Art, Facebook Sucks, FB, George Charles Hartman, Interview, Jonathan George Hartman, Narcissist
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Day 9 -The End of the World
December 2011: If I was in a coma, I’m all better now. Through out all the blackness of the dream there was no hope and no escape. I knew I would emerge and Christmas would be waiting. When you are … Continue reading
Tagged Addiction, Dreams, Our Children
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