“Kaleidoscope Conceptions” is Coming Soon…!

Just giving a sneak peek and heads up to the NEW WEBSITE which will be launched soon entitled KALEIDOSCOPE CONCEPTIONS. This will be a global community of artists, bands and musicians, graphic designers, writers, poets, photographers, film-makers, and craft workers.

We’ll also eventually be setting up a 24 hour streaming net radio station with music and podcasts from around the planet! It will serve as a network of inspiration, and community of (hopefully) like minded artistic types.

So, stay tuned! It’ll have all the bells and whistles and will be much more “professionally minded” than ye ol’ CONSPIRAPORN! here. Will keep y’all updated, it should be up and running in the next 10 days or so, knock on wood…

RIP Comics Code Authority

Whoa, just saw Archie dropped the Comics Code Authority seal at the beginning of this year (yeah, I’m pretty late with this one):

With time the moral panic subsided, the rules softened, and a new wave of adult-oriented titles appeared. In 2001 Marvel Comics adopted its own rating system and dropped the code altogether. In January 2011 the other major comic book publisher, DC, did the same thing. And a day after DC’s decision, Archie Comics followed suit.

VIA: -TECHNOCCULT-

HBO to Adapt Gaiman’s ‘American Gods’?

EXCLUSIVE: As HBO prepares to unveil its epic-sized series adaptation of George RR Martin’s Game of Thrones this Sunday, the payweb has begun talks to acquire the Neil Gaiman novel American Gods to be developed into another fantasy series. The project was brought to HBO by Playtone partners Tom Hanks and Gary Goetzman, and it was brought to them by Robert Richardson. The plan is for Richardson and Gaiman to write the pilot together.

Tales of the Blue Clown

New, ongoing story to be posted weekly, or whenever the hell I feel like it really. When all is said and done, it should run about 20 parts… Hope you’ll check it out…

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PART 1:

My initial instinct was to let the whirlpool take me away into cocoon like nether regions of the slumbering void, deeper and deeper down the drain until nothing was left of me but perhaps a faint ghost or shadow of my flickering memory. Like Alice I would go down the rabbit hole only to reemerge who knows where. When the realization of absolute nothingness set in, I began to struggle for my life, a fish caught in a net with no chance of escape, a firefly trapped in a mason jar. Despite all the mystical powers and tricks at my disposal, it wasn’t every day that you were caught in the dominant grasp and raging tide of a spiraling Black Hole at the center of the universe.

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