Complete process can be seen at this link. “Lord of the Things”

50 inches x 39 inches

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IH6hfbObITw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ic2yozo9Ow

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Here is my entry to the NPR three-minute fiction writing contest. Stories had to be no more than 600 words and had to start with; “Some people swore that the house was haunted” and then end with; “Nothing was ever the same again after that.” Oh by the way… I didn’t make the cut…  …but it was fun…

Some people swore that the house was haunted. They know so little and I know too much. For generations we’ve heard about how scary ghosts are. Those are the ghosts of the past. Sure, they had their moments in history but they don’t hold a candle to the freshly dead of today.  The Dead of the past (when they were living) were slaves to the desires of the flesh, just like the ones of today and Satan uses sex and physical passions to destroy us all.  For thousands of years the Devil has milked us like swollen utters, the slightest touch of his evil red hand and we burst, spilling our honor.

Since then our universal adversary has perfected his game.  In the world of living skin, future ghosts are groomed at an increased level of human degradation.  What this means is the more wicked the living, so the dead will be. We can read accounts of ancient visions on how freakishly evil Hell is with its wailing and gnashing of teeth.  The fact is these visions are of future Hell, the Hell of here and now.   Hell in the beginning was filled with fools who just pillaged and raped.  Their ghosts would wander the halls or swoop through a dark wood in their disembodied state of misery.

The final scourge to be unleashed on mankind has been the introduction of street drugs.  Yes – mind altering herbs and plants have been used in the past to get closer to “The Spirit” or “God”.   Since the flesh is the best way to make us fall, it is the degenerate sex acts that can bring the soul down the deepest.  The most evil of all street drugs is Methamphetamine.  Think about it, why control us by the sex organs when you can transform the whole body into one?  That is what meth does. When you have a monkey on your back as big as yourself and 100% of your body is capable of having that electrifying all-consuming climax, then you become a Devil machine, a robot of wickedness.  When you are dead the intense search for the orgasm of Meth can drive a Meth Ghost to drag their snaggled teeth across the bricks of the mantel or to gnaw on the wrought iron railing of this 100-year-old address.

We are the crown jewel of Beelzebub. “The Crystal Dead”, Ghosts of Meth.  That’s how we roll in this house.   I say “We” because in this place we manufactured our precious brew.  Until one night after weeks of sleep deprivation everyone collapsed, nearly dead.  Then completely dead, when our toxic nectar leaked out of its container and sent a blanket of death over us all.

Sure there were ghosts here before us but they fled in horror when they saw us coming. Now we are condemned to these vaporous walls clawing at each other’s backs and wailing skyward. Trying to squeeze our souls through the planks that imprison us.

Then one night we felt a familiar vibration approaching the front door. In walked the twig of a woman soaring in her mind and body from the blackness of meth.  As legions we attacked her groomed vessel and twisted into her flesh like lightning hot corkscrews. We are now her and she is us. Together we have become the next great and dreadful generation of Demons on this earth. “Crystal Meth Zombies”.   Now we are free to roam the night.

For you, “The Living”, Nothing was ever the same again after that.

It is the drive to create that sets Homo sapiens apart.  We build our nest alright but we do it with style and pizzazz.   The wondrous non-human species of earth can only build. They do what has been done before, deviating very little from their instinct.

History tells us of people who were driven to build.  Then there are those who are driven to create.  And within that spectrum we see a division with this drive to create combined with genius.   Leonardo da Vinci comes to mind. When this unique combination happens humanity is inspired.

As a commercial carpenter I am compelled to build with the expectation of clean lines and durable function but I am also driven to create.  With a small measure of recognition and much removed from the genius end of the creative spectrum I find joy in the things I create.  I plead guilty to the lack of clean lines, balanced presentation or durability. The joy comes in the making and in the sharing.

I reject the notion that the “Thumb” sets us apart from the other builders around us. I believe if we were born without thumbs, we would have created them…

Duke DesRochers

2010

I regret to admit that I partook in that wicked practice of

“Teasing Tilly”.

I beg her forgiveness…

I would like to
invite all friends and their guest to my latest showing of art. It is Oct
1st 2010. From 5pm to 9pm at “Angst Gallery” 1015 Main
Street, Vancouver, WA 98660 360.253.1742

25 ¶ And, behold, a certain Corporation stood up, and tempted him, saying, Master, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?

26 He said unto him, What is written in the law? how readest thou?

27 And he answering said, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbour as thyself.

28 And he said unto him, Thou hast answered right: this do, and thou shalt live.

29 But he, willing to justify himself, said unto Jesus, And who is my neighbour?

30 And Jesus answering said, A certain American went down from Jersey to Queens, and fell among thieves, which stripped him of his raiment, and wounded him, and departed, leaving him half dead.

31 And by chance there came down a certain Tea Bagger that way: and when he saw him,

(he could not tell if the wounded man was  a real American., so…)

he passed by on the other side.

32 And likewise a Republican, when he was at the place, came and looked on him,( and saw no American Flag pin and after all he thought, “If I help this man it will cost me the money I plan to spend on my War Machine!”) and passed by on the other side.

33 But a certain Liberal Democrat, as he journeyed, came where he was: and when he saw him, he had compassion on him,

34 And went to him, and bound up his wounds, pouring in oil and wine, (and put him in  his own car,) and brought him to an inn, and took care of him. (Not asking for his Health Insurance card.)

35 And on the morrow when he departed, he took out (some cash), and gave them to the host, and said unto him, Take care of him; and whatsoever thou spendest more, when I come again, I will repay thee. (“Single Payer Health Care”)

36 Which now of these three, thinkest thou, was neighbor unto him that fell among the thieves?

37 And he said, He that shewed mercy on him. Then said Jesus unto him, Go, and do thou likewise.

Nuff Said…