...the state land trails.
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Monday, December 31, 2012
I took this three or so years ago cruising the back roads.
Don't see many like this anymore... ;)
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Sunday, December 30, 2012
Watching the boats slide in off Lake Michigan...
...before the storm last summer.
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Stumbled across this guy hiding in the shadows last Summer.
Stumbled across this guy hiding in the shadows last Summer., a photo by Magic Toy Missing on Flickr.
I remember looking straight at him and he was pretty hard to see. The pic does that no justice.
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Found this guy the other day walking the river trail.
Not often they let me get their pic.
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Wandering around a local town with Cher we came across these kids.
Wandering around a local town with Cher we came across these kids., a photo by Magic Toy Missing on Flickr.
It was definitely Q&A time. :P
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When I see these doors...
...I have to wonder how many lives have passed by them... :-?
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Saturday, December 29, 2012
Got this one a couple weeks back walking the local trails.
This guy is definitely die-hard... ;)
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Friday, December 28, 2012
One of my better Dragonfly pics.
They are an awesome looking creature.
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Thursday, December 27, 2012
Using the thin ice on the pond...
...Cher was trying to get the right pic.
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Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Doing the Au Sable.
Or any river for that fact. It seems to make all the problems of the world disappear.
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Monday, December 24, 2012
We went out to the nature park one day early last summer and there wasJR.
We went out to the nature park one day early last summer and there was JR., a photo by Magic Toy Missing on Flickr.
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Another pic of that farm...
Another pic of that farm..., a photo by Magic Toy Missing on Flickr.
...we ran across the other day.
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Cher and I ran across this small horse farm...
Cher and I ran across this small horse farm..., a photo by Magic Toy Missing on Flickr.
...that had their fencing (and most everything else) lined with these antique implements. Makes for great pics... ;)
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Sunday, December 23, 2012
The end...
The end..., a photo by Magic Toy Missing on Flickr
...of another day.
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Taking a pic in an antique store...
Taking a pic in an antique store..., a photo by Magic Toy Missing on Flickr.
...while walking Main Street USA.
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On the sky walk...
On the sky walk..., a photo by Magic Toy Missing on Flickr.
...discussing the days events.
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Saturday, December 22, 2012
Thursday, August 16, 2012
APATHY
Drowning in a sea of apathy.
The current is to strong for me.
It's hard to spend my whole life swimming,
letting water fill my lungs.
The cement shoes of this life,
drag me further down the abyss.
The deeper I go, the colder the water.
It intensifies the chill.
As oxygen is depleted,
it will make me just like you.
Oblivious to all humanity,
as all concerning thoughts go neal.
Most everyone else that i know,
lost this struggle long ago.
They gave it up without a trace,
letting frigid waters seal their fate.
Minutes turn into hours,
and hours into days.
The years pass by, leaving me wondering why?
I tire of the fight.
Being like you, so cold and blue,
let it take me under.
I want so bad to give it up,
I feel the battle is over.
Kelly Cronk
2006
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Cyber Junkie Trilogy
Cyber Junkie
Chapter I
Since the days of the virus infected chat rooms followed by massive blog parties I have been hopelessly wandering the cyber streets. I am looking for a fix.
Yes, I am a CYBERJUNKY.
I only stop to lay my head down in a comment ally long enough to let a wandering surge jump start me again. It wasn't so bad at first. I just hopelessly wandered through the circuits looking for something new. As time moved on not knowing, the cyberdope grew stronger.
Now I am stuck on this damn tron infected farm raising green sheep??? Go frickin' figure?? What's Next! Where will I end up??? Is there any hope for me???
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!
:-O
Cyber Junkie
Chapter II
As the trama settled I passed out again in the endless cookie infected ally.
When I finally came to I picked my head up off a charged brick. As strange blue electric arc's flashed through out my body I slowly raised myself up. Looking around with disbelief I noticed this time a pink sheep standing in a green road. I thought to myself ”Shit! Not again.” I stumbled to my feet while a strange hazing glow incased everything around me. Wandering over the green pavement I ventured toward the sheep. I ask him "Where the hell are we?" He answered “Bah!”
“Well Crap!“ I texted out loud.
With nothing to gain by talking to the pink sheep I took off down the road, each step glowing of voltage. Through the electronic fog I noticed a building in the distance. “Now what?” I thought to my self. As I drew closer I noticed strange looking people wandering around aimlessly. Their bodies were stiff and they walked with no steps. A woman made her way toward me while over the top of her head kept flashing the words “Would you like to visit my farm?”
"Digital hookers?" I thought to myself. I have heard of them but never ment one. It was then that I figured what the hell, being stuck here again what do I have to loose? Reaching over my head with mouser in hand I pointed the arrow onto the coin link…
:P
Cyber Junkie
Chapter III
After kicking the love sick ducks off the light particle bench, I sat staring into the pond . My heart being broken by the stiff leg digital hooker, I had to think. As I rolled the key on the mouse electric charges shot through my chip infected brain. “It wasn’t the lack of coins” she told me, “It is just the fact that the programmers moral conscious wouldn’t set up the programming.” As light beam tear drops flashed from my motion detecting eyes I sat thinking to myself “What a bunch of cybershit! Since when did they ever care?”
Never!!!
After a bit I laid down on the bench gazing off into the charged haze and soon found myself in sleep mode again. Dreaming of lust and pink sheep a power overload ran through my body. On the edge of surge stroke as the charge entered my brain, by pure luck I awoke. I sat on the bench in a partial short circuit daze thinking to myself “Thank God for surge protectors, who would travel the long cyber highway to visit my grave in that damn farmville cemetery anyways?“
No one...
Looking around I noticed things were different. The pond that use to be there had turned into a fountian of light beams, and the bench I was sleeping on had changed form. I forced myself up and started pointlessly wandering down the statically charged street. Not noticing where, I found myself lost in an old program. A sign on the faintly glimmering building ahead was barely flashing “ The Doghouse.”
OMG!!!
I crossed the green paved street and noticing a very worn tron tricycle parked in front, I entered the pub. Glowing optic webs incased the walls as spyware spiders, hungry for another megabit, watched me with great caution as they hoped for my demise. In the corner I saw a dim light fizzling. I wandered over with wonder as to what it could bee.
As I drew closer the sound of double doubles…
8-}
K. Cronk
Oct. 12, 2010
Chapter I
Since the days of the virus infected chat rooms followed by massive blog parties I have been hopelessly wandering the cyber streets. I am looking for a fix.
Yes, I am a CYBERJUNKY.
I only stop to lay my head down in a comment ally long enough to let a wandering surge jump start me again. It wasn't so bad at first. I just hopelessly wandered through the circuits looking for something new. As time moved on not knowing, the cyberdope grew stronger.
Now I am stuck on this damn tron infected farm raising green sheep??? Go frickin' figure?? What's Next! Where will I end up??? Is there any hope for me???
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!
:-O
Cyber Junkie
Chapter II
As the trama settled I passed out again in the endless cookie infected ally.
When I finally came to I picked my head up off a charged brick. As strange blue electric arc's flashed through out my body I slowly raised myself up. Looking around with disbelief I noticed this time a pink sheep standing in a green road. I thought to myself ”Shit! Not again.” I stumbled to my feet while a strange hazing glow incased everything around me. Wandering over the green pavement I ventured toward the sheep. I ask him "Where the hell are we?" He answered “Bah!”
“Well Crap!“ I texted out loud.
With nothing to gain by talking to the pink sheep I took off down the road, each step glowing of voltage. Through the electronic fog I noticed a building in the distance. “Now what?” I thought to my self. As I drew closer I noticed strange looking people wandering around aimlessly. Their bodies were stiff and they walked with no steps. A woman made her way toward me while over the top of her head kept flashing the words “Would you like to visit my farm?”
"Digital hookers?" I thought to myself. I have heard of them but never ment one. It was then that I figured what the hell, being stuck here again what do I have to loose? Reaching over my head with mouser in hand I pointed the arrow onto the coin link…
:P
Cyber Junkie
Chapter III
After kicking the love sick ducks off the light particle bench, I sat staring into the pond . My heart being broken by the stiff leg digital hooker, I had to think. As I rolled the key on the mouse electric charges shot through my chip infected brain. “It wasn’t the lack of coins” she told me, “It is just the fact that the programmers moral conscious wouldn’t set up the programming.” As light beam tear drops flashed from my motion detecting eyes I sat thinking to myself “What a bunch of cybershit! Since when did they ever care?”
Never!!!
After a bit I laid down on the bench gazing off into the charged haze and soon found myself in sleep mode again. Dreaming of lust and pink sheep a power overload ran through my body. On the edge of surge stroke as the charge entered my brain, by pure luck I awoke. I sat on the bench in a partial short circuit daze thinking to myself “Thank God for surge protectors, who would travel the long cyber highway to visit my grave in that damn farmville cemetery anyways?“
No one...
Looking around I noticed things were different. The pond that use to be there had turned into a fountian of light beams, and the bench I was sleeping on had changed form. I forced myself up and started pointlessly wandering down the statically charged street. Not noticing where, I found myself lost in an old program. A sign on the faintly glimmering building ahead was barely flashing “ The Doghouse.”
OMG!!!
I crossed the green paved street and noticing a very worn tron tricycle parked in front, I entered the pub. Glowing optic webs incased the walls as spyware spiders, hungry for another megabit, watched me with great caution as they hoped for my demise. In the corner I saw a dim light fizzling. I wandered over with wonder as to what it could bee.
As I drew closer the sound of double doubles…
8-}
K. Cronk
Oct. 12, 2010
No Sense Of Being
After ending the long dreary day by drowning my shallow mind in rum fashioned drinks I exited the small back ally bar. Looking down the dimly lit streets that were being pelted by a cool misty drizzle called rain there was no sense of being. I smiled to myself for no apparent reason while thinking the chilled spring weather only intensifies the urge for the on coming hot summer daze.
Taking off into the void of the night a dewdrop tear raced down my face as I soon came to a darkened crosswalk. Stopping to wait for the distant light to instruct me on what to do the spiders were building their nests.
On the other side of the glazed over pavement under the hazed out light stood a scantily dressed dark skinned woman. Stopped by the red flashing light stating “do not walk” we were stranded here trapped in time. Being on the back edge of the long day there was no traffic. All the buildings were shadowed and their windows were absent of glow. Yet we stood at our corners waiting for what?
As I stood there I glanced across the reflecting street with a long wondering stare. My void mind started to crawl out from the empty hollows as a distant memory called out from the abyss. A long lost thought that had been caught in the webbing was desperately fighting to be freed. It was a sun baked beach and a woman named Kake. Twenty dollar love and…
With no warning the glow of the light reflecting a different color pulled me back into the moment. Ordering us to walk we silently passed by quickly glancing into each others eyes. As she slipped past me in that instant called now the dark skinned woman started drifting in time. Back into the lost voids of my mind.
Falling back into the no sense of being, I continued my journey down the drizzle filled streets…
K. Cronk
Oct. 13, 2010
Taking off into the void of the night a dewdrop tear raced down my face as I soon came to a darkened crosswalk. Stopping to wait for the distant light to instruct me on what to do the spiders were building their nests.
On the other side of the glazed over pavement under the hazed out light stood a scantily dressed dark skinned woman. Stopped by the red flashing light stating “do not walk” we were stranded here trapped in time. Being on the back edge of the long day there was no traffic. All the buildings were shadowed and their windows were absent of glow. Yet we stood at our corners waiting for what?
As I stood there I glanced across the reflecting street with a long wondering stare. My void mind started to crawl out from the empty hollows as a distant memory called out from the abyss. A long lost thought that had been caught in the webbing was desperately fighting to be freed. It was a sun baked beach and a woman named Kake. Twenty dollar love and…
With no warning the glow of the light reflecting a different color pulled me back into the moment. Ordering us to walk we silently passed by quickly glancing into each others eyes. As she slipped past me in that instant called now the dark skinned woman started drifting in time. Back into the lost voids of my mind.
Falling back into the no sense of being, I continued my journey down the drizzle filled streets…
K. Cronk
Oct. 13, 2010
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